Jenny
I howl with the wind,
I'm not making any sense of anyone.
Everyone is mad, it's really not so bad.
I'm afraid of being right, about what keeps me up at night,
I've lost my mind.
I'm afraid of being wrong,
That I could harbor so much doubt with the one that I love.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
If you're telling me the truth, it ain't doing me no good.
Unless it's understood, and you feel the pains of the proof,
The labor of the land in the palm of my hand.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
Me and the weather, we stick together like birds in a fray,
Purging our feathers.
What was lost for today, tomorrow won't bother,
What's out of our hands, we don't understand.
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More Than Skies - Jenny Lyrics
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Jenny
I howl with the wind,
I'm not making any sense of anyone.
Everyone is mad, it's really not so bad.
I'm afraid of being right, about what keeps me up at night,
I've lost my mind.
I'm afraid of being wrong,
That I could harbor so much doubt with the one that I love.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
If you're telling me the truth, it ain't doing me no good.
Unless it's understood, and you feel the pains of the proof,
The labor of the land in the palm of my hand.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
Me and the weather, we stick together like birds in a fray,
Purging our feathers.
What was lost for today, tomorrow won't bother,
What's out of our hands, we don't understand.
I howl with the wind,
I'm not making any sense of anyone.
Everyone is mad, it's really not so bad.
I'm afraid of being right, about what keeps me up at night,
I've lost my mind.
I'm afraid of being wrong,
That I could harbor so much doubt with the one that I love.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
If you're telling me the truth, it ain't doing me no good.
Unless it's understood, and you feel the pains of the proof,
The labor of the land in the palm of my hand.
Jenny's found a new man.
Jenny's got a new plan.
Me and the weather, we stick together like birds in a fray,
Purging our feathers.
What was lost for today, tomorrow won't bother,
What's out of our hands, we don't understand.
Writer: Adam Tomlinson
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm
Copyright: Lyrics © ONErpm