Connie
Connie's Unconventional Journey: A Symphony of Self-Discovery
Lyrics
There she goes again, makes me proud just like a mother
Connie impresses me in a way that feels like a maternal pride.
Holds onto his hand, makes him feel more than a brother
Her connection with someone is deeper than just sibling-like.
I’m a brand new bottle filled with vintage wine
I feel like I'm a unique and valuable individual, despite external influences.
The universe can’t change me thanks for asking, doing fine
I remain unchanged by the universe and am doing well.
Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots
Connie's appearance isn't conventionally perfect, yet her uniqueness is noticeable.
Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop
Her emotions shift unpredictably but continuously.
I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam
I inquire about her well-being, but she prefers freedom.
Connie calls my name but I stay home
Connie calls for my attention, yet I choose to stay where I am.
There she goes again oh that smile it makes you wonder
Her smile is captivating, prompting curiosity.
If I was her friend, could I stand among the thunder?
I wonder if I could be close to her amidst turmoil.
Sure, I’m just like her besides one tiny thing
We're alike in many ways, except for a minor difference.
I write my songs and play ‘em but Connie really sings
I create music, but Connie's talent in singing surpasses mine.
Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots
Reiteration of Connie's unconventional appearance and ever-changing emotions.
Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop
Her emotions continue to shift consistently without stopping.
I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam
I ask about her well-being despite knowing her preference for freedom.
Connie calls my name but I stay home
Connie seeks my company, but I choose to remain in my comfort zone.
There she goes again off to make a new creation
Connie engages in creative endeavors frequently.
Lying here in bed, she extends an invitation
She offers me an opportunity, but I fear the consequences of accepting.
Oh I’d love to go but I’m afraid to lose
Although tempted, I fear potential loss if I join her.
Can’t find a reason not to and I’m not about to choose
I struggle to find a valid reason to decline her offer.
Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots
Repeated mention of Connie's unconventional appearance and emotional variability.
Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop
Her emotions remain ever-changing without cessation.
I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam
I persist in asking about her well-being despite her preference for independence.
Connie calls my name but I stay home
Connie seeks my presence, yet I opt to stay within my comfort zone.
Connie calls my name but I stay home
Reiteration of Connie's call for my attention, while I choose not to respond.
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