My mood has no form
It sits on my chest heavy and warm
My mood is not an invited guest
Takes over my body and gives me no rest

And you have been patient
Through every storm
Forgive me my baby but what's one more

How can I make myself uncomfortable
Without getting caught up in the overflow
I've been treading quietly, carefully
Not willing to be vulnerable
But isn't it time

Staring into the deep cerulean
Dreaming myself into oblivion
I could be shedding every skin I'm in
Instead I'm getting heavier
Now isn't it time

How can I make myself uncomfortable
Without getting caught up in the overflow
I've been treading quietly, carefully
Not willing to be vulnerable
But isn't it time
Staring into the deep cerulean
Dreaming myself into oblivion
I could be shedding every skin I'm in
Instead I'm getting heavier
Now isn't it time