Why am i so anxious to settle things
Have everything written in stone
My life set out in front of me
To know where exactly i'll go
I've grown up afraid, worried that i'd never make it
Those that influenced me, downed me
Degrading me, as though i wasn't worth anything
And that no opportunities were open to me
Now it seems i'm willing
To grab at the first opportunity in front of me
To run to the first thing i see
And i forgot to ask what it would mean
So instead of looking ahead at where i should be
Maybe it would be safest to let things happen to me
Because nothing planned can be guaranteed
And right now, with you, is exactly where i want to be
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