High Chair - You Am I

Nothing catches her hearing, a little head that doesn’t sit

You sure couldn’t keep your neck straight and your voice it just couldn’t fit

The songs and words that you vault every phrase that haunts me warped

But a fellow sits in high chair flashing all his taught

Hello christian you got hell in your head

But every little thinkers experienced self and you’re already there

Hello baby you talk bleeding from your eye

Wanting to find you but you fall from my sky

She’s on mycalling phone

And I’m taking you back home

Calling out for us alone

She’s on my way home

Take it

Boy didn’t want it

And I sure as hell ain’t gonna listen to him

I’m a sharp one and you’re a sharp one too

Hello christian you got hell in your head

Wanted to find you but you’re already there

And hello baby doll shows from your eyes

Wanted to find you but you fall from my sky

Repeat

She’s on my calling phone

And I’m taking you back home

Calling out for us alone

She’s on my, my way