A gentle flower. A cold breeze in the air.
No satisfaction in holding on to care.
In Mississippi I was a fool.
And I brought my training.
I robbed your heart and made you have to pay.
Little by little building up more each day.
In Mississippi it's what I learned.
And I lived it out with you and made you burn.
The things you wanted of me.
Didn't know just how to be.
Long day upon long day you held it in and prayed.
The answer finally here, don't give into your fear.