Walked the High Line once and came across a cardboard prompt it
Csked that I write out something no one had told me about
No one ever told me it'd be, so hard to know just what I want and need
Lately I don't know where I wanna end up
With my man or my music or my money making day job
Don't know why I write or who I write for
Music ain't a living it's a miracle
Thankful for it but I really want more
Ears to hear it and to get these songs some reach
Could you be the one?
Be the one to break me?
Join the party on the wooden dance floor
Turn the party to a moving vehicle
What's my artistry?
What's at the heart of me?
I wanna feel spot spot spotlight
Knowing what demand can feel like
Cnd find my running's got me gaining on and gaining on ya
Where you want it and I'll give it out I'll give it to ya
Might not make it but I keep on making music
That makes me
Don't know why I write or who I write for
Music ain't a living it's a miracle
Thankful for it but I really want more
Ears to hear it and to get these songs some reach
Could you be the one?
Be the one to break me?
Join the party on the wooden dance floor
Turn the party to a moving vehicle
You know I love it when you get down on and on gonna make a song to get down on
You know I love it when you get down on and on gonna make a song to get down on
Don't know why I write
Or who I write for
Don't know why I write
Or who I write for
Don't know why I write
Or who I write for