Yeah I'm fine
I'm just thinking a lot these days
Which I'm told is normal for this age
My fists against the posts
But still insist I see the ghosts
Look straight ahead
Past the catacombs and Mark Rothkos
We linked arms at the MFA
Your blue dress cast the perfect shade
I'm trying hard to fight it
This time baby
You know I want to be with you
I'm trying hard to fight it
This time baby
You know I want to be with you
Yeah I'm fine
I'm just sleeping a lot these days
Which I've heard is normal for this age
It fills the hollow places
Untrained thoughts from anxious stages
Like you, when you said
You want to fix the bad things in my head
Put me back together and pick me up
Replace my thoughts with things we love
I'm trying hard to fight it
This time baby
You know I want to be with you
I'm trying hard to fight it
This time baby
You know I want to be with you
Yeah I'm fine
I'm just thinking a lot these days
Which I'm told is normal for this age