Shoelaces - Digger

I’m driving myself out of my mind.

Cold feet in these old shoes that I can’t throw out.

I think about it too hard.

Some way, somehow, I know I have to figure it out.

I always wonder what you’re thinking when you look at me that way.

I hope it’s the same thing I feel, but I won’t know till you say the words I’ve

been waiting for.

If you leave it to me they won’t be said 'cause I can’t seem to catch my breath,

heart in my throat, I am left staring at my shoes.

I’m all tied up in knots I think that I should tell yo.

Standing on a block of

ice, looking at you is making me sweat.

If I don’t get this out I’ll toss and

turn sleepless nights.