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Only consider myself a songwriter
When I'm writing a song
Only consider myself being right
When I'm clearly in the wrong

Picked up and thrown, loose like gravel
Full grown, but herded like the cattle
Done been ready and rolled up the sod
Read a few books, bought a hot rod

And I find out
There's more to this than I see

Paying more attention to other people's lives
Than I'm paying to my own
Paying more attention to more headlines
Well, I'm reaping what I've sown

Does a life end at twenty-four
Placate the ones you learn to adore
Rough dreams turning into slick schemes
Money sure seems to be flying from the trees

And I find out
There's more to this than I see

Only see myself as understanding
When I'm standing under you
Don't ever feel like I'm too demanding
Until you tell me that you do

It's snowing tonight and it will be tomorrow
Do you have a sweater I could borrow
No rush, I'm content right now
Playing to a crowd that can't hear a sound

And I find out
There's more to this than I see
And I find out
There's more to this than I see
And I find out
That there's more to this than I see