Overwhelmed - Rachel Platten (瑞秋·普蕾顿)

We make patterns out of stars

And we whisper little prayers

To be somewhere that we're not

And if we're good it will take us there

But then the light comes through the dark

And our questions fall apart

It's just the beating of our hearts

And the still of the midnight air

And I get so overwhelmed till it's hard to tell

What I'm thinking

We get down down down

We feel sorry for ourselves

We get down down down

We all need somebody's help

Let's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else

'Cause the more that you give the more that comes back around

So we hide away our hurts

And put bandaids on our fears

And we lie to all our friends

Move along there's no problems here

But then the orchestra will start

And the violins appear

And a simple little melody has us fighting tears

And I get so overwhelmed till it's hard to tell

What I'm thinking

We get down down down

We feel sorry for ourselves

We get down down down

We all need somebody's help

Let's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else

'Cuz the more that you give the more that comes back around

'Cuz the more that you give the more that comes back around

Oh and the hardest part is the way things are

And how quickly fingers will bleed

And the grace we need is not in magazines

It's just space in between when we breathe

I am down down down I feel so sorry for myself

And I get down down down and I need somebody's help

Let's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else

'Cuz the more that we give the more that comes back

Down down down

We feel so sorry for ourselves

We're down down down

We all need somebody's help

Let's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else

'Cause the more that you give the more that comes back around

'Cause the more that you give the more that comes back around

Oh oh the more that

You give the more that comes back around