Brooke Waggoner - I Am Mine Lyrics

For the sorries, oh the sorries of your soul
They are the worries, are the worries of my household
I hear the wind a howling, at my swinging door
But at your house the weather's pleasant, nothing more

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

Oh the time is near for you to romance every boy
Well I am still a learning how I should be coy
And you decided you would educate me
While conversing over a nice spot of tea

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

And the flowerpots are blooming full of golds
Tiny, lovely, little shiny marigolds
And I suppose that I will never be exposed
To the love that blooms between those who chose

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine

I am behind
I am behind
And nevermind
I will not pine
For I am mine