I think that my footsteps were too straight for you to follow growing
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up. And the times you did well things that I did wrong didn't earn
you that much praise because of the times you followed your feet right
off the map. And I don't know how you forgave me for always having to
be right. Or why you never hit me when you grew too big for me to
pick the fights. In the back seat of our car, on the way to
Pennsylvania, you'd pretend to read and I'd try not to laugh. I'd
boss you around and you'd scratch at my arms, so it's taken me
eighteen years to realize, all this time you've been my better half.
And I felt my stomach sink when I heard her tell you to study more
like me. You're the one who's good at talking, but I'm trying to make
them see. So now we go to the movies, and you point at all the faces
and say, I can be like that, and I say you you don't have to tell me.
And I know they think you're star struck, but I'm telling you right
now, don't lose the one thing you are passionate about. And I don't
know how you'll pull your way through this, but I can't fast forward
you through there, the more you keep them laughing I think the less
that they will try to compare.
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