Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris While
Performer
Julie Matthews
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julie Matthews
Composer
Letras
Everybody’s carrying their own share of sorrow
Mostly on the inside, underneath the skin
Yesterday’s regrets fuel the fears of tomorrow
Everybody’s carrying their own share of pain
Everybody’s wearing their perfect disguises
That cover-up the scars and bruises without trace
We only show our strength, no flaws, no surprises
Everybody’s wearing their most perfect face
Doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
They’ll be back again tomorrow and you’ll be on your knees
Like trying to run through water getting caught up in the reeds
Doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
No one ever truly wants a heart like an island
Distance is a mistress that will leave you all alone
It seems to me we’re all at sea trying to get back to dry land
No one ever truly wants a heart like a stone
But doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
They’ll be back again tomorrow and you’ll be on your knees
Like trying to run through water getting caught up in the reeds
Doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
The human condition, it’s flawed but it’s driven
To get up each time we fall down
Though loss and contrition abound
Hope can always be found
Tonight I’ll lay this weary day to rest on my pillow
And silence all these refugees living in my head
The heart will mend, it can bend strong as any willow
So tonight I’ll lay this weary day to rest on my bed
Cause doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
They’ll be back again tomorrow and you’ll be on your knees
Like trying to run through water getting caught up in the reeds
Doesn’t it sometimes feel like pulling weeds
Written by: Julie Matthews
