If it wasn't for you,
I'd still be wearing thin,
Dressed head to toe
In clothes that showed,
What I wanted the world to know
About me.
If it wasn't for you,
I'd never crack a smile,
Or poke my head into conversations,
Just to change them, to show what
Was really worth saying.
If it wasn't for you,
The downward spiral
I thought to be true,
Would still have me glued
To the obvious bathroom floor.
Now the doors are open,
My feet are coping with the pavement.
Catch me racing after each and every sunrise,
Eyes still tied to that one moment,
When you had my tongue under the gun of compromise.
