Your expectations overwhelm me,
Your needs are hard to meet,
The potential that you think I have
just sweeps me off my feet.

I never really relized
exactly what you'd say
when you named off possibilites
of this future far away.

The ignorance that resides here
inside my very soul
has caused me not to really hear
I'm digging my OWN hole.

But as I open up my ears
and let your words be seen
I understand how wrong I was
How difficult I'd been.

For all the days I'd quieried
all the questions that I asked,
I never stopped to truly hear
in all the days gone past.

I never really noticed
that there's no need to pretend,
I do not need an airplane,
The sky starts where the ground ends.