I Can't Make Me - Butterfly Boucher

All the things I wanna say but I can’t

All the things I wanna do but I won’t

Hold me tight

But not too tight

And I’m in knots, but you tie me in bows

I feel pretty, I know that you care

You’re so sweet

You’re so, so sweet

It’s not a hurry that we’re in

It’s the pollen, it’s the spring

But I can’t make me love you

And you can’t make me either

Patience, boy, I need it

I can’t make me love you

Oh oh oh

Paper, pen and a piece of your heart

I can read it, but where do I start?

What to do?

What do I do?

And I am going but I’m gonna come back

And maybe then, maybe this, maybe that

Hold me tight

But not too tight

It’s not a hurry that we’re in

There’s no problem, that’s the thing

But I can’t make me love you

And you can’t make me either

Patience, boy, I need it

I can’t make me love you

Oh…

Everyday there’s something new to hold onto

A little more of you

But I can’t make me love you

And you can’t make me either

Patience, boy, I need it

I can’t make me love you

Patience, boy, on strange days

I can’t make me love you

Oh oh oh

It’s not a hurry that we’re in

It’s the pollen, it’s the spring

It’s not a hurry that we’re in

It’s the pollen, it’s the spring

It’s not a hurry…