October 5, 2018
You weren't my first love, but you were
In the sense that I loved before you but I haven't loved any quite like you
You showed me just how refreshing rainfall can be, whether intentionally in showers or Simply caught in Mother Nature's
You remind me of a mango
The best fruit is often highest up on the tree, worth the climb
But you don't know that until you bite down
You are different, though
I didn't have to peel your skin to know how sweet the flesh was
I only needed to feel it
And it also filled me
Filled me in a way that not even fufu or jollof can
The type of hunger that's decreased with neither soup nor stew
You've shown me that life is like bread for egg sandwiches
Sometimes it's sweet
Other times, it's not
You've shown me how it is possible to dance to my own beat
While staying in synchronization with those around me
I thank you for the days of discomfort as much as I thank you for the ones of pleasure
If not more
Because truth be told, you've shown me parts of myself that are still under construction
And no work is more beautiful that the masterpiece in progress
And like me, there are parts of you that need to be worked on
But that does nothing to my love for you
If I could clone some occurrences to experience them again, I would do just that
Mosquito bites and all
And the scorpion pinch
Because because of you, they were worth it
No matter the number of clouds that painted our sky, you showed me that the sun Comes back every single time
Pieces of you will forever be embedded in me and my soles
Leaving you is like my favorite song ending, but it's something that must be done
What I must carry back can't be stuffed in a suitcase or sent off in an envelope
And neither can you
Because of who you are
You are the evergreen trees which ripe plantains fall from
You are the trotro that rolls down roads too fast but never makes me uneasy
You are the locs of hair that fall down my father's face
The blood that runs through his veins
You are the peswas that I'll keep in my pocket, despite only pennies being used back in the states
How selfish am I to think that I should carry all of you back with me
Disregarding others who'd be happy with just a small piece of you
You are not new to me, yet, in a way, you are
We hold hands one last time, for now, and I ask
"How can I feel so secure in arms that I've never been in before?"
You look me into my eyes
Wrap yourself around me for an embrace as warm as roasted cocoa beans
And say
"That's where you're wrong
You are home"
ShaiYaa - Where I Am Is What You Are Lyrics
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English
October 5, 2018
You weren't my first love, but you were
In the sense that I loved before you but I haven't loved any quite like you
You showed me just how refreshing rainfall can be, whether intentionally in showers or Simply caught in Mother Nature's
You remind me of a mango
The best fruit is often highest up on the tree, worth the climb
But you don't know that until you bite down
You are different, though
I didn't have to peel your skin to know how sweet the flesh was
I only needed to feel it
And it also filled me
Filled me in a way that not even fufu or jollof can
The type of hunger that's decreased with neither soup nor stew
You've shown me that life is like bread for egg sandwiches
Sometimes it's sweet
Other times, it's not
You've shown me how it is possible to dance to my own beat
While staying in synchronization with those around me
I thank you for the days of discomfort as much as I thank you for the ones of pleasure
If not more
Because truth be told, you've shown me parts of myself that are still under construction
And no work is more beautiful that the masterpiece in progress
And like me, there are parts of you that need to be worked on
But that does nothing to my love for you
If I could clone some occurrences to experience them again, I would do just that
Mosquito bites and all
And the scorpion pinch
Because because of you, they were worth it
No matter the number of clouds that painted our sky, you showed me that the sun Comes back every single time
Pieces of you will forever be embedded in me and my soles
Leaving you is like my favorite song ending, but it's something that must be done
What I must carry back can't be stuffed in a suitcase or sent off in an envelope
And neither can you
Because of who you are
You are the evergreen trees which ripe plantains fall from
You are the trotro that rolls down roads too fast but never makes me uneasy
You are the locs of hair that fall down my father's face
The blood that runs through his veins
You are the peswas that I'll keep in my pocket, despite only pennies being used back in the states
How selfish am I to think that I should carry all of you back with me
Disregarding others who'd be happy with just a small piece of you
You are not new to me, yet, in a way, you are
We hold hands one last time, for now, and I ask
"How can I feel so secure in arms that I've never been in before?"
You look me into my eyes
Wrap yourself around me for an embrace as warm as roasted cocoa beans
And say
"That's where you're wrong
You are home"
You weren't my first love, but you were
In the sense that I loved before you but I haven't loved any quite like you
You showed me just how refreshing rainfall can be, whether intentionally in showers or Simply caught in Mother Nature's
You remind me of a mango
The best fruit is often highest up on the tree, worth the climb
But you don't know that until you bite down
You are different, though
I didn't have to peel your skin to know how sweet the flesh was
I only needed to feel it
And it also filled me
Filled me in a way that not even fufu or jollof can
The type of hunger that's decreased with neither soup nor stew
You've shown me that life is like bread for egg sandwiches
Sometimes it's sweet
Other times, it's not
You've shown me how it is possible to dance to my own beat
While staying in synchronization with those around me
I thank you for the days of discomfort as much as I thank you for the ones of pleasure
If not more
Because truth be told, you've shown me parts of myself that are still under construction
And no work is more beautiful that the masterpiece in progress
And like me, there are parts of you that need to be worked on
But that does nothing to my love for you
If I could clone some occurrences to experience them again, I would do just that
Mosquito bites and all
And the scorpion pinch
Because because of you, they were worth it
No matter the number of clouds that painted our sky, you showed me that the sun Comes back every single time
Pieces of you will forever be embedded in me and my soles
Leaving you is like my favorite song ending, but it's something that must be done
What I must carry back can't be stuffed in a suitcase or sent off in an envelope
And neither can you
Because of who you are
You are the evergreen trees which ripe plantains fall from
You are the trotro that rolls down roads too fast but never makes me uneasy
You are the locs of hair that fall down my father's face
The blood that runs through his veins
You are the peswas that I'll keep in my pocket, despite only pennies being used back in the states
How selfish am I to think that I should carry all of you back with me
Disregarding others who'd be happy with just a small piece of you
You are not new to me, yet, in a way, you are
We hold hands one last time, for now, and I ask
"How can I feel so secure in arms that I've never been in before?"
You look me into my eyes
Wrap yourself around me for an embrace as warm as roasted cocoa beans
And say
"That's where you're wrong
You are home"
Writer: Shainah Andrews
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid