In Your Way Lyrics - Bobby Long

you got your ways and I got mine 

you got your own ways of spending time 

the stars are falling all around your dress 

the constellations point to your own sweet mess 

you need to suffer, well I suffer too 

I keep it inside and far from you 

you throw it around and you see what sticks 

I'm covered head to foot in your cold antics 

you got your own ways that comfort 

that involve yourself and my eldest brother 

you take it on yourself, you take it on yourself 

and me to find my place in your arms 

and it's a cold, cold turn 

just a cold, cold turn in your way 

you're first to judge and last to lead 

you're last to act out and first to feed 

you still stand when you see me kneel 

and you're not concerned about the way I feel