My father cried when I got my first tattoo
And In his eyes the years were passing through
He realized there was nothing he could do
No point in lying yeah it scared me too
My mother cried when she walked me to the train
Held on too long In the pouring rain
Said it's alright, I'll call you when I get home
I hope you know that I'm good on my own
I was changing, I was figuring it out
Turning pages, let it in let it out
Making a mess
Call it cleaning house
Feels like I'm older now
Falling in love never came easy to me
My wild wings always set me free
Wish I could paint it, maybe I'd understand
This mosäjic of memories is who I am
I was changing, I was figuring it out
Turning pages, let it in let it out
Making a mess
Call it cleaning house
Feels like I'm older now
And I've burned some bridges
And I felt something missing
But I always find it again
And I've burned some bridges
And I felt something missing
But I always find it again
I was changing, I was figuring it out
Turning pages, let it in let it out
Making a mess
Call it cleaning house
Feels like I'm older now
Feels like I'm older now