your free spirit is tamed by none admired by many Ive seen plenty bark up the wrong tree wide of the mark failed from the start Jesus turned water into wine you made love into fear waiting to hear your voice but the echo of your words never reach my ear still authentic under the influence of you you you all these feelings boiling over because of you you you wasted efforts on False leads but your ripped shirt and torn jeans make a grown man bend the knee hate caving to those feelings, always wished that you break first guessing things can get way worse i know i lag when i make you mad but your happiness just makes me sad
