Grew up in an big town
Filled with sweaty old frowns
Toppled with a dry and heavy heat
Everyone I knew changed
Picked out a set of new frames
And chose to throw away their mothers keys
Now I'm left to decide
Which mess is truly mine
And worth giving up the best of me to keep
I'm not pulling up my roots
Just not too keen to wear the same old shoes
I'm still hoping some self-esteem could pull through
And though I feel I've let me down
And fear I will swallow no renown
My heart is in the desert I mistook
And though I feel I've let me down
And fear I will swallow no renown
My heart is in the desert I mistook
