They say people get hurt to learn from their scars
But mine is one that doesn't hurt anymore
Every-time i see you, though,
It starts to burn and I head to the floor
My feelings caught up to me like a base-ball
I was almost home-free but not quite
Maybe I was slow or they got the best of me
But in the end I got the final strike.
They say no-one can tell me how, or when,
Somehow I'll get over you
They say only time'll tell and it'll depend on me
But what if I don't want to?
I do want to move on
And I do want to be free
The thing I don't want to do, though,
Is go through the hard journey.
I guess I'll try to swallow my feelings
And try to keep my head high
Because underneath all this bad weather
There's still a blue sky. <3
