I could pull them up

But they are all that's left of me

Of me.

There's fear in the thought of freedom

There are ways I'd end and I see them

But I choose to be held captive

As crazy as I know that is.

I find strength in the sorrow

I want to wake up with it tomorrow

But all we tried, would be in vain

If it were that easy to just walk away.

Roots that run that deep

Pain that you don't see

Anyone could look around

Think all is well above the ground

I could pull them up

But they're all that's left

And I'm not ready

To lose you yet.

I tell myself it doesn't hurt

But the truth still lies there in the dirt

I'm lost and I have a map

But all it does is taking me back

Roots that run that deep

Pain that you don't see

Anyone could look around

Think all is well above the ground

I could pull them up

But they're all that's left

And I'm not ready

To lose you yet.

The past is the only place I've known

If I can't stay there, where will I go?

Where will I go?

Where will I go?

There is fear in the thought of freedom.

Roots that run that deep

Pain that you don't see

Anyone could look around

Think all is well above the ground.

Roots that run that deep

Pain that you don't see

Anyone could look around

Think all is well above the ground

I could pull them up

But they're all that's left

And I'm not ready

To lose you yet.