Chris Smither Follow

When I was young and learned the world was round
There didn't seem to be a lot to say
But I had trouble keepin' both feet on the ground

But now I stick to you
I know just what to do, I hold on

I remember lookin' at the sky
So thick and blue that I went tumblin' in
Out the window, knowin' I could fly
I flew as far as where the ground begins

For you I'll use the door
I don't do that anymore, I hold on

All the black and blue that I stumble through for you
Will never show
I have a simulated grace to help me keep my place
And never let you go, I'll never let you go

If you could see the world the way I do
With nothing keepin' up or keepin' time
Your sense of self would tear your heart in two
While you try to tell the world you're feelin' fine

Inside that's how I feel
So I reach for something real and hold on

All the black and blue that I stumble through for you
Will never show
I have a simulated grace to help me keep my place
And never let you go, I'll never let you go

I might make these revelations
With the ghostly imitation of a smile
It's the best that I can do and I'll do my best for you
And hope it lasts for a while

When I was young and learned the world was round
There didn't seem to be a lot to say