Lights - The Listening

Please excuse me, I'm not thinking clear
it must just be stress
I most likely shouldn't be here,
I'm such a mess

I never really ever know what to say
when all of my emotions get in the way
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a fight in it afterwards
when all of my precautions are said and heard
How come I can never get to the right words?
I need to convey
Wish I could explain
the things that I have to work out
I don't feel right
What has come over me, I'm about
to lose my mind

I never really ever know what to say
when all of my emotions get in the way
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a fight in it afterwards
when all of my precautions are said and heard
How come I can never get to the right words?
I need to convey
Wish I could explain

Can't I let the trees do the talking?
Can't I let the ground do the walking?
Can't I let the sky fill what's missing?
And can't I let my mouth do the listening?

I never really ever know what to say
All of my emotions get in the way
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get a fight in it afterwards
when all of my precautions are said and heard
How come I can never get to the right words?
I need to convey
Wish I could explain
what I need to say