Too many shadows in my room
Too many hours in this midnight
Too many corners in my mind
So much to do to set my heart right
Oh, it’s taking so long I could be wrong,
I could be ready…
Oh, but if i take my heart’s advice
I should assume it’s still unsteady
I am in repair,
I am in repair.
Stood on the corner for a while
To wait for the wind to blow down on me
Hoping it takes with it my old ways
And brings some brand new look upon me
Oh it’s taking so long I could be wrong,
I could be ready…
Oh but if i take my heart’s advice
I should assume it’s still unsteady
I am in repair,
I am in repair.
And now i’m walking in a park
All of the birds they dance below me
Maybe when things turn green again
It will be good to say you know me.
Oh it’s taking so long I could be wrong,
I could be ready…
Oh but if I take my heart’s advice
I should assume it’s still unready
Oh I’m never really ready,
Who’s ever really ready
I’m in repair, I’m not together,
but I’m getting there.
I’m in repair, I’m not together,
but I’m getting there.