Worth Saying

Worth Saying Lou Doillon What's worth seeing? What's worth keeping? Should I speak my truth And get you running The air is thick, thick From you trailing Studying my step And giving it meaning So you think You've understood Caught me on the move On the look out And you're waiting for my words To wash you open Waiting for my words To wash you open But what's the point in that? What's to say? That it ran free That it couldn't be you To forget about me It's the weight of being late And it's wringing my neck And you are looking for patterns In all of this So you think You've understood Caught me on the move On the look out And you're waiting for my words To wash you open And you're waiting for my words To wash you open But what's the point in that? What's worth seeing? What's worth keeping? Should I speak my truth And get you running The air is thick, thick From you trailing Studying the step And giving it meaning So you think You've understood Caught me on the move On the look out And you're waiting for my words To wash you open Waiting for my words To wash your open And I just might