yesterday morning

by matt wertz.

Yesterday morning every part of her just shut down.
Getting out of bed never felt so difficult before.
Every step she took led to the wrong direction
and she never made it out her door

Yesterday morning Jamie yielded to all she hates.
But if she despises it so much, why did she give in?
Seems like this battle just can’t be won
and she’s stuck there alone again.

She said I’m so sick of this stumble, stumble that I’ve been calling a walk
and I’m so tired of the mumble, mumble that I’ve described as talk.
And now I guess it's time I lose myself
to the One who found me here, who found me here.

Yesterday morning every part of her just shut down.
And all that she knew or thought she knew flew out the door.
Things she loved so easily forgotten.
Now Jamie can’t love no more.

She said I’m so sick of this stumble, stumble that I’ve been calling a walk
and I’m so tired of the mumble, mumble that I’ve described as a talk.
And now I guess it's time I lose myself
to the One who found me here
Found me here, found me, found me here