My Storage

I've taken my time to find my worth and now The time has worn me out The way I tell you now, one word in front of the other I Rediscover who I were When relying on an attic space to hold my things Safe In a temporary land I never knew the name of the man with the key He could throw away or keep, but I've got a storage of stories I stack 'em inside I've learned just how I can pile 'em up high And when you ask me, the memories return and I On a tip of an iceberg Under my breath's an ancient prayer In-between the lines for sure (ooh) When replying, I can hear myself Tryna make sense (ooh) Of my solitary ways (ooh) Every heart's mysterious, even to itself What can I say? I've got a storage of stories I stack 'em inside I've learned just how I can pile 'em up high I've got a storage of stories I stack 'em inside I've learned just how I can pile 'em up high (Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm) I open up my storage for you Forgive me my mess Say, wouldn't you Open up your storage for me? Oh, oh-oh My storage I open up my storage for you Forgive me my mess now Say, wouldn't you Open up your storage for me? Of store stories