I'm a little on the high side, no one ever said I'm meek.
I've been picking up branches, I think they cut away from me.
I don't really like the air here, or people walking down my street
But I will meet you more than halfway, come to terms with defeat
Been a long time coming, we can work it out honey keep the car running.
Everything was elevators, I never traveled stairs.
Never thought about letting up, I always hit after the bell.
I used to fear the sight of branches, would never look up at trees.
Never even asked the questions, were they falling off of me.
I think I'm moving past, needing accolades and cash
I think I'm done, moving fast.
I'm a little on the low side, spotting shadows under trees.
I can take you on a long drive, if that is what you need.
No one ever called me saintly, no one ever called me sweet
Got me picking up branches, I know they're falling off of me
You got me picking up branches, I know they're falling off of me.
You can take the long way honey, I'll be going nowhere I've done my running
I think I can stay and absorb this moment, I think there's a way I can keep on growing.