I’ll wait in line for you to find some good in me
And I will be ready if that day should ever come
I’ll hold the hands of those who can see more than me
Cause I have been proud but I’m beaten now
All these years parading
Parading my flaws
I’ve been slowly deflating
But baby, now I’m yours
Oooh I left it late to love you
And what is left ain’t much
It took too long to trust you
I fear I’ll crumble at your touch
At your touch
And if you should ever tire of being my everything
I’ll understand and turn these hands to writing
But I can’t promise you won’t be in every word
As you are now, as you are now
All these years of running
Of running away
I’ve been looking for something
For something to feel this way
Oooh I left it late to love you
And what is left ain’t much
It took too long to trust you
I fear I’ll crumble at your touch
At your touch
At your touch
At your touch
At your touch
Other lyrics by Keaton Henson:
Conversation Coach
Hey now don’t make it a thing I’m old but I can be Impending darkness Oh no hell did I make it too dark too early when I should be Less weird less like me …
Day In New York
I’ll let you know when I’m in town We’ll spend the day hanging around I cannot be late though for I’ve got a show and you know what I’m like …
Don't I Just
Don’t I just overdo it Don’t I just let you down Don’t I just blow the party out Like candles in the storm Don’t I just know how to fuck things up …
Envy
Thought I’d had enough Daylight calls my bluff Late night, tired eyes Make fun, I don’t mind I’m alright Who wouldn’t wanna be like me? I’ve …
Furl
I sang myself To sleep Guess I still do Could you hold my hand? I can’t I never learned how to And all the years That hang like rain I often wish Them back again …