Red Clay - Charlotte Dos Santos

Love is like the end of a rooftop

You seem to know to walk until you fall off

Oh, I didn’t really want it anyway

I didn’t really fall, you were just in my way

I’m careful what I wish for

And my intuition says no

You were just like mud in my way

You wanted me to form you just like red clay

But I know what to throw away

And what to keep my hands on

My hands on 'cause you were oh like red clay

Ooh, red clay

Don’t get it twisted, baby

Never existed, baby

No need to stress for a thing

I don’t want any ring

For God’s sake, by all means you do your thing

I’m doing mine and I’m doing just fine

Oh, you were just like mud in my way

You wanted me to form you just like red clay

But I know what to throw away

And what to keep my hands on

My hands on 'cause you were oh like red clay

Give it all to me, I know

That it’s time to be free, oh