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