Stuck sitting and waiting
Pretty soon, it'll all be out of stock
I was told, "If nothing is sold,
All the fruit will start to rot,"
The apple didn't fall far,
But kept rolling
I kept pulling down
My sleeves
I thought I'd freeze
Under the shade of the tree
It was with me all along
In my palm
Nothing ever went wrong
And I was scared
'Cause in a crowd
I thought I'd get lost
The real world is hard to face
Hard to take
I can't fake
My way forever
I used to keep track of my height
And the sizes of my shoes
Feet following footsteps
My big brother knew what to do
Holding until my hands are sore
Granted, I've taken things for
Trophy shelves
When the dust settled down
It was too hard to ignore
It was with me all along
In my palm
Nothing ever went wrong
And I was scared
'Cause in a crowd
I thought I'd get lost
The real world is hard to face
Hard to take
I can't fake
My way forever
It was with me all along
Now it's gone
And everything went wrong
But I'm alive
I'm still here