True eyes from Quincy by Kimaya Diggs

TRUE EYES

You're up already, stretching your legs,
Into eternity, they've got something to say.

Somebody's waiting, they won't wait too long,
in my periphery, they keep holding on.

‘Cause I know you don’t want to stick around,
You’ve got everyone ‘round here all but figured out,
And I know you want to roam, you want to roam.

Take me, pull me, show me your true eyes, your true eyes.
All I wanna know is where truth lies, your truth lies.
Take me, pull me, show me your true eyes.

It aint no secret, you're growing up fast.
You can't fit your pictures, you can't fit your past.

And it ain't news to me, your roots have grown thick,
You've grown up and out of it, can’t make you stick.

I know you don't want to stick around,
And I know you want to roam, you want to roam.

Take me, pull me, show me your true eyes, your true eyes.
All I wanna know is where your truth lies, your truth lies.
Take the Luna, bring me to your blue skies, your blue skies.
Take me, pull me, show me your true eyes.

• R&B/Soul
• driving music
• folk
• indie
• jazz
• retro
• roadtrip
• singer-songwriter
• soul
• Northampton