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What do you see in me?
All those years of broke
When you were planting seeds
Did you expect my crooked branches would grow?
The kind of fruit that feeds
Or the kind that leaves you wanting more
When I'm feeling tired, my head is hanging low
And I can't find my way back
Can I follow you home?
The second you believed, all those years of broke
When you pruning me
Said my crooked branches would grow
The kind of fruit that feeds
The kind that feeds the body, mind, and soul
When I'm feeling tired, my head is hanging low
And I can't find my way back
Can I follow you home
When I'm feeling tired
When I'm feeling all alone
And I can't see the road ahead
Can I follow you home?
When I'm feeling tired
Head is hanging low
And I can't find my way back
Can I follow you home?
Can I follow you home?
