I'm White - H-Wood

I'm slowly turning into you But you don't know this to be true You say I'm lying and I never really tell you the truth But your face is getting older So put your head on my shoulder Yeah, put your head on my shoulder Yesterday it hit me that I do All the little things that you do Except those same little things that you do are annoying They're annoying as hell in fact It kinda struck a little bell in fact I like to keep my little shell intact And I'm slowly turning into you And I'm slowly turning into you Then somethin' else came to mind, that was the mirror It made everything clearer That you're more beautiful, compelling and stronger It didn't take much longer Just for me to realize I love all the little things And the beauty that they're gonna bring I dig your little laugh and I'm lovin' your quick wit I even love it when you're fakin' it And it might sound a little strange for me to say to you But I'm proud to be you And I'm slowly turning into you And I'm slowly turning into you And I'm slowly turning into you And I'm slowly turning into you La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la

I've thought about it for a while And I've thought about the many miles But I think it's time that I've gone away The feelings that you have for me Have gone away, it's plain to see And it looks to me that you're pulling away I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound to pack it up I'm bound to pack it up and go away I find it hard to say to you That this is what I have to do But there is no way that I'm gonna stay There are so many things you need to know And I wanna tell you before I go But it's hard to think of just what to say I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound to pack it up I'm bound to pack it up and go away I'm sorry to leave you all alone You're sitting silent by the phone But we'd always known there would come a day The bus is warm and softly lit And a hundred people ride in it I guess I'm just another running away I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound to pack it up I'm bound to pack it up and go away Oh, yeah, yeah

Im breathing on my own Ill keep it real my clothes are torn Ill even steal and break my bones To feel that feeling on my own It's been hats to understand How you sink yourself into sand You should find another man Who will keep you happy as you plan.