4am, beside myself
And what I think of mental health
All the things that worry me
All the things you don’t believe
I’ve been told just what to do
Where to look and point my view
All the things that I could be
I think I learned in therapy
Am I just a shadow you drew?
It comes back to you
It comes back to you
All the things that you have lost
Will find their way to you
It comes back to you
It comes back to you
Looking back into the past
And I can see it through
Mocking birds and diamond rings
I have thought of greater things
All the things that fly by me
All the lives that I could lead
Maybe I was born for that
Or maybe I was first to last
You could call it cowardess
But leave me to my studied bliss
Am I just a shadow you drew?
It comes back to you
It comes back to you
All the things that you have lost
Will find their way to you
It comes back to you
It comes back to you
Looking back into the past
And I can see it through
