Not Ready

Strawberry fields and run run run Feet scratching the gravel and no other sound No one yelling they’ve figured me out Nothing and no one around, around It was just too soon Too soon to tell you. And I know you think I only dream Of pretty things With you floating in them, Never wondering where you’ve been As long as its me now Like I’m some kind of freak But now you’ll see The darker side of me The pull away Make you wait Don’t know how to say Im not ready. Then you’ll think me inconsistent Cuz you expected a book you once read Touch my silhouette Like you own it I’ve been through all this before I love the sound of a locking door What can I say? I need to back up This is too much You’re not ready for me And I’m not ready. I’m not a free for all You’re no last call And the truth is I don’t miss you yet You’re encroaching But you don’t always understand So I push Push Push