Get Yourself Out

On this side of the room, it's way too soon, don't make me move

From this side of the room

Well, inside of these walls, big things seem small, don't wanna worry about a thing if you can help it

So stay inside of these walls

So take a look outside and see, gazing up at the trees they breathe

They be whispering songs so sweet, do they mention their time with me

Turn around to the birds above, do you spot my favorite dove

Oh, how is she doing? Well, is she still cooing

There's always something to see

I'm out here, out by myself, don't make me find someone else