gonna travel,
gonna fake it,
gonna plan it,
gonna make it.
gonna knock on every door,
figure what i'm lookin' for,
and i'll find it.
gonna scratch out all the plans,
make a fire in my hands,
and i'll take it.
find the one i'm lookin' for,
tell her that i'm wantin' more,
and she'll make it.
don't have any words to say,
don't know who's part i'm to play,
now that i'm here.
i'm just a girl who's tryna fly
by the fancy of her eyes,
now isn't that clear?
now i guess we'll have to wait,
i've got no defining trait,
no sense of self that i can give to you,
my dear.
now i guess we'll have to wait,
i've got no defining trait,
no sense of self that i can give to you,
my dear.
my dear.