I've got my feet
They are real to me
Able to take me where I want to go
The mountaintop the beach
To you
And away

Because my words are trees
Being chopped for firewood
They keep you warm
They make you hot
And I'm sorry

I've got these calves
They itch with anticipation
But my toes stay still
With fear I can't be
To you
Away

Because these words aren't what you want to hear
They scare you away
They make you fear
Then make you feel
And i'm sorry