| Today, living feels easy
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| Unforced smile in a lengthy pause
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| Sugar crush from the Sunday dumplings
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| A moment triggered by a familiar song
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| Cocoons form at the root of my bitter
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| The fireflies sing, in the black of my dim
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| And although things could be better
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| I wouldn’t trade the skin that I’m in
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| I told myself I was never worth having
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| I’m learning how to just let things happen
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| Cause today, living feels easy
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| Never thought what I’d get back in return
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| It’s never been hard to read me
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| I’ve always laid in the sun to burn
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| I told myself I was never worth having
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| I’m learning how to just let things happen
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| I said I told myself that I was never worth having
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| But I’m learning how to just let things happen
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| All these feelings will change
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| The wind will stop blowing me away
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| We’ve run out of things to say
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| We’ve run out of things to save
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| All these feelings will change, I let it happen
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| The wind will stop blowing me away, I let it happen
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| Run out of things to say, I let it happen
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| Run out of things to save, I let it happen
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| Let it happen
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| I said I let it happen
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| Let it happen
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| Let it happen |