Lyrics Please - TEEN

Please

Not a woman
Yet, not a girl
I feel like a child
Running through my backyard
I can see the woods
With my father standing in the doorway
What did he see that I cannot believe
What kind of woman did he think that I would be
What did he see that I cannot believe
What kind of woman did he think that I could be
He’d say
Don’t you forget that you’re good and you’re worth it
Oh, oh won’t you talk to me
Yeah, scream if you must but please
Please, talk to me
I’ll run with the wind
I’ll come to the water where you lay but please
Please, talk to me
Now listen
Just close your eyes so tight
That you can see what I see
Then you’ll know
Everything that I know
I am my fathers daughter
He named me Lizzie
I was born in the winter
They called me Metok
I was raised in the North
With my two sisters
I have a singer for a mother
I am a woman of few words, words, words