Overwhelmed
We make patterns out of starsand we whisper little prayersTo be somewhere that we're notand if we're good it will take us there
But then the light comes through the darkand our questions fall apartIt's just the beating of our hearts and the still of the midnight air
And I get so overwhelmed till it's hard to tellwhat I'm thinking
We get down down downwe feel sorry for ourselveswe get down down downwe all need somebody's helpLet's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else'Cause the more that you give the more that comes back around
So we hide away our hurtsand put bandaids on our fearsand we lie to all our friendsmove along there's no problems herebut then the orchestra will startand the violins appearand a simple little melody has us fighting tears
And I get so overwhelmed till it's hard to tellwhat I'm thinking
We get down down downwe feel sorry for ourselveswe get down down downwe all need somebody's helplet's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing elsecuz the more that you give the more that comes back around
But the hardest part is the way things areand how quickly fingers will bleedand the grace we need is not in magazines,it's just space, in between, when we breathe
I am down down down I feel sorry for myselfI am down down down and I need somebody's helplet's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing elsecuz the more that we give, the more that comes back
Down down downWe feel sorry for ourselvesWe get down down downWe all need somebody's helpLet's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else'Cause the more that you give the more that comes back around