The  Listening
Lights
Please  excuse  me
I'm  not  thinking  clear
It  must  just  be  stress
But  I  likely  shouldn't  be  here
I'm  such  a  mess
I  never  really  ever  know  what  to  say
When  all  of  my  emotions  get  in  the  way
I'm  just  trying  to  get  us  on  the  same  page （Wish  I  could  explain）
I  always  get  it  better  right  afterward
When  all  the  wrong  impressions  are  said  and  heard
How  come  I  can  never  get  the  right  words
I  need  to  convey
Wish  I  could  explain  The  things  that  I  have  to  work  out
I  don't  feel  right
What  has  come  over  me  I'm  about
To  lose  my  mind
I  never  really  ever  know  what  to  say
When  all  of  my  emotions  get  in  the  way
I'm  just  trying  to  get  us  on  the  same  page （Wish  I  could  explain）
I  always  get  it  better  right  afterward
When  all  the  wrong  impressions  are  said  and  heard
How  come  I  can  never  get  the  right  words
I  need  to  convey
Wish  I  could  explain
Can  I  let  the  trees  do  the  talking
Can  I  let  the  ground  do  the  walking
Can  I  let  the  sky  fill  what's  missing
Can  I  let  my  mouth  do  the  listening
the  listening
I  never  really  ever  know  what  to  say
When  all  of  my  emotions  get  in  the  way
I'm  just  trying  to  get  us  on  the  same  page
I  always  get  it  better  right  afterward
When  all  the  wrong  impressions  are  said  and  heard
How  come  I  can  never  get  the  right  words
I  need  to  convey
Wish  I  could  explain
What  I  mean  to  say