Control

You can keep your comfort

Paint your fences white

You can write your days up on a wall

Get up real early

And plant your garden

But you can't tell the seeds when to grow

No, you can't tell the seeds when to grow

And maybe you're the god of your dominion

And maybe you're the king of all you see

Maybe you are young, maybe you are strong

Put all your life in rows

But this world is still out of your control

You can wear your best coat

And heat your spaces

But you can't tell the sun to warm your face

Put on your Sunday best

And fuss with your makeup

Cover up the wounds inside your heart

No, you can't cover up the wounds inside your heart

And maybe you're the god of your dominion

And maybe you're the king of all you see

Maybe you are young, maybe you are strong

Put all your life in rows

But this world is still out of your control

And the birds of the sky

Get along just fine out of your sight (yeah)

Go ahead, you can try

But in the end all you'll find is

there's a reason that some things

Oh, some things are left out of your control

See your pretty smile

And let your heart go

Try to force the love to be returned

There's no way,

can't force a love to be returned (ooh yeah)

And maybe you're the god of your dominion

And maybe you're the king of all you see

Maybe you are young, maybe you are strong

Put all your life in rows

But this world

It's still out of your control

Out of your control