This thing called love...
Can lead us down so many different paths
A place that feels familiar,
One that we can, call home
A place that we've never been, the unknown
It can be frightening to say the least
But...one thing I do know is,
The fear that operates within narrows perspective,
Which we ultimately need in order to see a flower blossom
Always remember,
A flower tends to wither,
But always comes back around when it's time for its season
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
Outer Body Video (MV)
Performed By: Flwr Chyld
Length: 2:02
Written by: Benjamin Mathew, Kadhja Bonet, Kevin Brown, Louis Hassell, Shane Perryman, Taylor Christine Tookes
Flwr Chyld - Outer Body Lyrics
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This thing called love...
Can lead us down so many different paths
A place that feels familiar,
One that we can, call home
A place that we've never been, the unknown
It can be frightening to say the least
But...one thing I do know is,
The fear that operates within narrows perspective,
Which we ultimately need in order to see a flower blossom
Always remember,
A flower tends to wither,
But always comes back around when it's time for its season
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
Can lead us down so many different paths
A place that feels familiar,
One that we can, call home
A place that we've never been, the unknown
It can be frightening to say the least
But...one thing I do know is,
The fear that operates within narrows perspective,
Which we ultimately need in order to see a flower blossom
Always remember,
A flower tends to wither,
But always comes back around when it's time for its season
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
You can't find what you're not willing to see
In a frame of mind
In the margins is all you can be
Writer: Benjamin Mathew, Kadhja Bonet, Kevin Brown, Louis Hassell, Shane Perryman, Taylor Christine Tookes
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.