A Letter From Janelle

We make the sun shine, we make come on
Move with me. Move with me

Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. A fool out of me
Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. A fool out of me

To remember who you really are

It's so easy to get lost in constantly having to present
Whatever face you believe a person wants to see rather than your own

Yet we hesitate to surrender all of our insecurities
(Move with me, move with me)
Only the ones we are most comfortable relinquishing
(Move with me, move with me)

Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. A fool out of me
Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. A fool out of me

Such a paradox
Isn't it, isn't it? (x5)