Kimberly Anne

Almost On My Feet

Kimberly Anne


So way I'm your plaything again
Such a pleasant distraction, my friend
And it's no use, to claim, to call you loose
You're all around, and I can't hide

But when I'm almost on my feet
You come running back to me
When I'm almost on my feet
You come running back to me
And I'm yours

And I know this is over and done
My clumsiness made too much mess
To be fun
So I'll swallows your words
If that's what's preferred
I don't know how
I done, I try

But when I'm almost on my feet
You come running back to me
When I'm almost on my feet
You come running back to me
And I'm yours

When it's just another moment
When I'm feeling that we own it
But it's only halfway perfect
And it's only halfway perfect
And I just want you closer
Know this critical disclosure
Hold up, hold up, hold up

But when I'm almost on my feet
When I'm almost on my feet
When I'm almost on my feet
When I crawl to you,
It's the only thing on holding me
When I crawl to you
It's the only thing oh that I need

So I'll taste you, no question what it means
So I'll taste you, no question what it means