Unaloon - My Roots

It's like the more I try
The more I seem to be alone
It’s like the more you say
The more I believe there’s no home

You would look me in the eye
While making up a lie to pretend
That these things were alright
But I know this wasn’t what you intend

But I was only 5 years old
Alone and scared to grow up old
Maybe it’s too early or maybe it’s too late
Maybe she’s not hungry
Are you counting her intake?

Maybe she’s depressed or
Maybe it’s a phase
Maybe it’s just something that we can’t explain

It's like the more I try
The more I seem to be alone
It’s like the more you say
The more I believe there’s no home

You would look me in the eye
While making up a lie to pretend
That these things were alright
But I know this wasn’t what you intend

Watching patterns on my wall
I wonder when I’ll find my home
Maybe it’s too early or maybe it’s too late
Maybe she is struggling
Are you watching how she plays?

Maybe she’s depressed or
Maybe it’s a phase
Maybe it’s just something that we can’t explain

It's like the more I try
The more I seem to be alone
It’s like the more you say
The more I believe there’s no home

You would look me in the eye
While making up a lie to pretend
That these things were alright
But I know this wasn’t what you intend