I'm just trying to find my place Trying to find some empty space Where I'm comfortable enough to say The things I need to say... Wanting all my words so perfect Tryin to translate poetry When I get tangled in expectations I lose what makes me me My garden is more than a single flower, learning how to Grow alone in the ground... When I feel like I'll never find my way Like the whole worlds turning upside down All I need is to remember my belief That I'm finding my own voice In the sound... of the spaces In between. Ooh Walking down the tight rope Wondering which side will I sway Feeling paralyzed by options Trying to pick the perfect way Am I lost in the distraction Or does this loneliness pay In the seeds and in the seasons Always changing along the way My garden is more than, a single flower, Learning how to Grow alone in the ground... When I feel like I'll never find my way Like the whole worlds turning upside down All I need is to remember my belief That I'm finding my own voice In the sound... of the spaces In between. Ooh When I feel like I'll never find my way Like the whole worlds turning upside down All I need is to remember my belief That I'm finding my own voice In the sound... of the spaces In between. The spaces in between The spaces in between Ooh