Mal Blum - Robert Frost lyrics
[Mal Blum - Robert Frost lyrics]
I’m not Robert Frost
If I wrote a poem about the weather
It would start in my car digging out
For an hour
And this town is all just dirt and earth
And a little lie and a bigger hurt
No, I shouldn’t have
Left my house in the first place i guess
But, I always go back to
Where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
So on a polar high that I found
One night it was cold outside
Where your frozen hands are so much like mine
But they don’t compromise
Now I’m looking at the ground because
I don’t want you to leave
I know it’s co-dependent
But, I think it’s kind of sweet
Out of every person in this city
I could ever meet leaving feels like losing
But, I’m learning what I need
I go back to where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
In the morning in the morning
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
And I’m not Robert Frost
I wish that I’d replied
I wish he hadn’t died i wish a lot of things
The day you lost your dog and I lost my car
Was a Saturday but the frozen air
And the frozen ice and the biggest hurts
And the boldest lies are gonna disappear
Like the melting point like my melting rules
And my melting life
I go back to where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
In the morning in the morning
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
And I'm not Robert Frost
I’m not Robert Frost
If I wrote a poem about decision
It would start and it would
End in the same place
If I wrote a poem about the weather
It would start in my car digging out
For an hour
And this town is all just dirt and earth
And a little lie and a bigger hurt
No, I shouldn’t have
Left my house in the first place i guess
But, I always go back to
Where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
So on a polar high that I found
One night it was cold outside
Where your frozen hands are so much like mine
But they don’t compromise
Now I’m looking at the ground because
I don’t want you to leave
I know it’s co-dependent
But, I think it’s kind of sweet
Out of every person in this city
I could ever meet leaving feels like losing
But, I’m learning what I need
I go back to where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
In the morning in the morning
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
And I’m not Robert Frost
I wish that I’d replied
I wish he hadn’t died i wish a lot of things
The day you lost your dog and I lost my car
Was a Saturday but the frozen air
And the frozen ice and the biggest hurts
And the boldest lies are gonna disappear
Like the melting point like my melting rules
And my melting life
I go back to where I’m meant to be
I go back to where I’m meant to be
In the morning in the morning
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
I want to know when it stopped
The eye of the storm
Everything is not what it was
And I'm not Robert Frost
I’m not Robert Frost
If I wrote a poem about decision
It would start and it would
End in the same place