If you colour me in
What can I make of it
Where am I to go
Who am I to be
What will you make of me
This anxiety shelters me, it's keeping me from being what I planned to be
Who am I to be
Who will take this away from me
This anxiety is killing me, swallows me, drowning in what I'll never be
If you colour me in
At least pretend
That there's more to this, more to us, less of what we won't become
If you colour me in