I'm a Mess

I'm a Mess -Body Language

Written by ：Grant Wheeler/Matt Young/Angelica Bess

When we were barely hanging

I couldn't get you off my mind

We were like the ocean

If the rivers had gone dry

Some of us follow seasons

For reasons we don't know why anyways

But you don't have to worry baby

You don't have to fret

No you don't have to worry baby

Without you I'm a mess

Without you I'm a mess

Without you I'm a mess

Darling I'm a mess

My mornings look like outer space

On the dark side of the moon

Then you put me in my bright place

So far from feeling blue

And I would move some mountains

Cause my feelings like a fountain

And I'm reeling from the thought of you alone

But you don't have to worry baby

You don't have to fret

You don't have to worry baby

Without you I'm a mess

No you don't have to worry baby

You don't have to fret

You don't have to worry baby

Without you I'm a mess

Without you I'm a mess

Without you I'm a mess

Without you I'm a mess

Darling I'm a mess