The Times I’m Not There lyrics
by Jamila Woods
There’s a lot on my mind I’ve been thinking
When you ask me what's wrong, I don’t know
I don't need you to make a prescription
What I need is a hand I could hold
Somewhere to hide, somewhere to go
Time I could cry, time to feel low
Oh you can’t be choosy with my moods, see
I got multitudes, skies bringing many moods
Oh you can’t be choosy with my moods, see
I got multitudes, skies bringing many moods
Somewhere to hide, somewhere to go
Time I could cry, time to feel low
Oh you can’t be choosy with my moods, see
I got multitudes, skies bringing many moods
Oh you can’t be choosy with my moods, see
I got multitudes, skies bringing many moods
Somewhere to hide, somewhere to go
Time I could cry, time to feel low
Somewhere to hide, somewhere to go
Time I could cry, time to feel low