Open Book - José González
I feel just like an open book
Exposing myself in this neighborhood
Talking to people as if I knew them well
Thinking that everyone
Has gone through different kinds of Hell
Lately I've found myself in doubt
Asking myself what it's all about
What am I doing here what's this leading to
What's the point of it all without you
Well I've got promises to keep
Like a cat I know I'll land upon my feet
Each time I fall
Every now and then in dreams
By the river 'neath our tree
Leaves in yellow red and brown
I hear you whisper in my ear
Your love belongs to everyone
I feel just like an open book
A couple of words was all it took
In front of a bright white canvas
Staring vacantly now free against my will
A drifting vessel in the storm
Pushed around from shore to shore
I know there's so much left to see
I know I have so much left to give
But the memories remain
Yet the scars don't feel the same
Filling pages one by one
In the warmth of other suns
