Patrick Goble - Big Bad World lyrics

With these poor eyes, I've come to see All this wasted hope can't come for free And the penalty will cost me Every penny in my pocket I want to feel for someone the way I do about my music— Frustrated, exhausted, endlessly intrigued And the way we go about the same old things each day Always moving always in somebody else's way I can't take the time to remember the little things you did The happiness, the innocence of a little kid But now it's you you're all grown up, and you've come prepared But like that little kid, you're still really scared The big bad world's on its way, and it wants you You're not a kid. You're on your own. What you gonna do? Muster up. Take it on. Let it take you out Or think of me and these words or your favorite sound I want to feel for someone the way I do about my music— Frustrated, exhausted, endlessly intrigued Maybe I'll just close my eyes, take a nap here At this gold line, I feel so relieved