The Listening

Please excuse me, Im not thinking clear.
It must just be stress, but I likely shouldnt be here.
Im such a mess.

I never really ever know what to say.
When I let my emotions get in the way.
And Im just trying to get us on the same page.
I always get it better right afterward.
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard.
How come I can never get the right words?
I need to convey aaaayyyaaaaayyy
I wish I could explain.

The things that I have to work out.
I dont feel right.
What has come over me, Im about to lose my mind.

I never really ever know what to say.
When I let my emotions get in the way.
And Im just trying to get us on the same page.
I always get it better right afterward.
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard.
How come I can never get the right words?
I need to convey aaaayyyaaaaayyy
I wish I could explain.

Can I let the trees do the talking
Can I let the ground do the walking
Can I let the sky feel what's missing and
Can I let my mouth do
The listening. The listening.

I never really ever know what to say.
When I let my emotions get in the way.
And Im just trying to get us on the same page.
I always get it better right afterward.
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard.
How come I can never get the right words?
I need to convey aaaayyyaaaaayyy
I wish I could explain.

What I needed to say.