Summer feels like a weight on my chest

And it comes in waves

I can’t even talk about you yet

Without the pain




If seasons never change until it’s time

And flowers only bloom when it’s right

Then how can hearts get broken overnight

Oh I



Feel like I’m always first to fall in love

And when I get hurt, I don’t heal fast enough

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And healing’s not a race

Why do I try so hard to catch back up?

Why does it feel like I’m not strong enough?

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And it’s okay

Cuz healing’s not a race



Freedom comes when you least expect

From little things

Like morning air and the sun on my skin

And the birds that sing




If seasons never change until it’s time

And flowers only bloom when it’s right

Then why is it so hard for me to make it through the middle of the night




I feel like I’m always first to fall in love

And when I get hurt, I don’t heal fast enough

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And healing’s not a race

Why do I try so hard to catch back up?

Why does it feel like I’m not strong enough?

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And it’s okay

Cuz healing’s not a race




Will I ever learn that it’s okay?

OH OH OH OH




I feel like I’m always first to fall in love

And when I get hurt, I don’t heal fast enough

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And healing’s not a race

Why do I try so hard to catch back up?

Why does it feel like I’m not strong enough?

Will I ever learn that some things can’t be rushed?

And it’s okay (it’s okay)

Cuz healing’s not a race