Purple Crayon - Matt Cardle

Looking through a broke phone

Stumble every step home

Falling but I’m full grown

Every high gets so low

Functioning and full blown

Harder than they said so

By now you’d think that I know

How to let the past go

Learn to let the scars show

So write this on my headstone

In purple crayon

I found my own way out

Two feet above the ground

I push the whole world down

Silence, the only sound

Flying on an Icarus wing

Pull me in, I wanna feel safe

I found my own way out

I found my own way out

Another strap around my chest

To confide or to confess

Only lonely knows me best

Am I cursed or am I blessed?

There’s a button I can press

Close my eyes and take a breath

You can call it weakness

It takes a man to undress his feelings

And be helpless

Paint a face that couldn’t care less

In purple crayon

I found my own way out

Two feet above the ground

I push the whole world down

Silence, the only sound

Flying on an Icarus wing

Pull me in, I wanna feel safe

I found my own way out

I found my own way out

I drew a forest

With only a tree

I drew a boat

'Cause I drew the sea

I’m coming down

On a purple balloon

So I drew a mountain

To get to the moon

I found my own way out

Two feet above the ground

I push the whole world down

Silence, the only sound

Flying on an Icarus wing

Pull me in, I wanna feel safe

I found my own way out

I found my own way out

I drew a forest

With only a tree

I drew a boat

'Cause I drew the sea

I’m coming down

On a purple balloon

So I drew a mountain

I found my own way out