(2014)
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses