"Here I Am" lyrics
"Here I Am"
I'm getting tired of watching other people go
The lights on my street never come on
And the lines are overgrown
It's obvious now that I've been forgotten
The hollow houses and vacant lots and
The shattered windows and splintered doors
How long have I been here all alone?
Here I am again
The one who gets
Left behind, left behind, left behind
Settled in, had a plan
But I never factored in
Everyone else saying goodbye
This ghost town is making a ghost of me
This ghost town is making a ghost, making a ghost of me
I promised myself I'd learn to be the one who leaves
With no more roots to tie me down
It's just a different kind of lonely
So I'm back to pulling arms
And begging and begging
For the love of God
Don't leave me here again
Here I am again
The one who gets
Left behind, left behind, left behind
Settled in, had a plan
But I never factored in
Everyone else saying goodbye
This ghost town is making a ghost of me
This ghost town is making a ghost
Making a ghost of me
They shake me off and ask why I bother
The answer is simple
My father, his father
I come from a long line of people who believe
In the flowers that grow
In the cracks in the street
Here I am
Here I am
Writer(s): Daniel Rickabus, Katherine Pillsbury, Benjamin Zito, Emilee Petersmark
- AZLyrics
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- The Crane Wives Lyrics
live album:
"Here I Am: Live From The Listening Room" (2020)
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