World Made

Was it something unsaid It's getting cold out "Well" I'm nervous 'til I find your face Anywhere I go Aim, it gets physical Was it something undid? Thirty-four hours But I'll never fall out of faith Everywhere I go Aim, it gets physical Oh I'm in need, dependin' I will wait up til you call me out I will warn anyone out there Honestly you wanna find me Tell me what you need and I'll see you get by I was wrong I hurt you Pick me pick me And I'll swear it will be right Lay it on I've hurt you Tell me what you feel 'Cause I need to get by Was it something I said? I'd fade away the hours Though I never fought allowed it Everywhere I go, it gets physical Was it something I did It's getting cold out But I'll never fall out of faith