Chasing Metaphors

Duration

3:27

Genres

Pop

Lyrics

How 'bout I start with a cliché "What goes around comes around" I'll say Pull my hair out to find a rhyme That I haven't used a thousand times While you take a stroll across the street To that little place where you like to eat You meet a man who lost his mom Pull out a pen and write a song I'm not implying that you don't work as hard It's just in this respect you know I'm not as smart As you when you do the thing you do I could spend all day listening to you See, I'm like the moon and you're the sun You don't need my help to get shit done You draw me in and I'm so completely yours Then you keep me chasing metaphors I'm blessed beneath the light of you but in turn I appear so dim Still you draw me in Now I recall everywhere I've been And everything I have ever seen There's not a face that I forget Not even the faces I regret But when I sit down to write a song All of those memories are gone It's like my mind goes out of town It's like my voice won't make a sound I'll take a walk or read a book or watch TV To try and work some thoughts and feelings out of me Then I find you wide awake and wired And I can tell that you're inspired Yeah, you saw a brightly coloured purse And damn if you got another verse You draw me in and I'm so completely yours Then you keep me chasing metaphors I'm blessed beneath the light of you but in turn I appear so dim Still you draw me in Baby, can I show you what I done As I bring you over to the bridge And like a proud papa with his son You put my messy picture up on the fridge Baby, can I show you what I done I wrote this song for you You love it and you take it to show every one What this little girl can do The patience and love you invest in me Consistently bring out the best in me Despite how it gets to the rest of me For you I'd give my all I know there are better words to use For what I am trying to say to you You come into my life and just like that You find them all in seconds flat You draw me in and I'm so completely yours See I am a moth and you're the flame The closer I get the worse the pain Then you keep me chasing metaphors I am the bun and you're the beef Your words leave me stunned in disbelief I'm blessed beneath the light of you but in turn I appear so dim Still you draw me You draw me Baby you draw me in