Prodigal Near (Ver220523B)

I never dared to color Outside the lines That I had neatly drawn Thinking I was tracing yours So here I am With the poverty of my resentments So here I am Pulling up the flowers with the weeds I got it all right on the outside Did everything I was asked Pushed down all those feelings Kept my mind on the task So here I am With the poverty of my resentments So here I am Pulling up the flowers with the weeds Your prodigal comes running home Your cares all cast aside But you don't see me standing here And there's nowhere to hide So here I am With the poverty of my resentments So here I am Pulling up the flowers with the weeds