Be
There Words
& music: Lora Bird
Born
in a place with manners and grace
hold
over your tears don’t let it show on your face
He
learned to say
And have a nice day
and
do what your told a young boy they'd scold
CHORUS
I
want to be there
When
your sun is rising
be there
When
you get that look in your eyes
I
want to be there
when your love is flying
Show
that I care
when you feel like dying
Hold
it away
and say it’s OK
but
buried
inside alone you hide
cause
nobody knows the difference
between
what’s real and what they want
Oh you
want to protect her
and
so you neglects her
No
you don’t want to hurt her
and
so you desert her
All
safe inside
a lonely boy hides
Awaiting
the answers to his cries
Can’t
anyone see the difference between what’s me
and
what they want
I
see the boy inside of the man
with
no time for joy
no time for who I am
He
may not be,
just what I need
but
I’m
giving him my love and that's guaranteed
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