These Roots - Grey, Stephen

Four in the morning, I’ve been thinking

What if this feeling don’t go away

I’m starting to lose my foundation

I don’t know how much more I can take

Take away my dreams

Take away my feelings

Questioning my fate

But nothing’s gonna stop me from

Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start

All of my life I’ve been handed the stars

Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom

Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from

Cut me from these roots

Cut me from these roots

Nothin' left to prove

Can’t cut me from these roots

Four in the morning, I’ve been drinking

Thinking 'bout what you said yesterday

I’m starting to miss your vibrations

Empty roads holding tight 'round my waist

Telling myself that I’m alright

Missing everything that you did right

Never thought this would be my life

I wanna get back

Take away my peace

Take away my reasons

And maybe you will see

That nothing’s gonna stop me from

Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start

All of my life I’ve been handed the stars

Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom

Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from

Cut me from these roots

Cut me from these roots

Nothin' left to prove

Can’t cut me from these roots

I’ve been down more than ever

But I’m still breathing, still breathing

Cut me down more than anyone knows

I’m bleeding, I’m bleeding

Take away my keys

Take away my freedom

And maybe you will see

That nothing’s gonna stop me

From taking what I need

Get back up on my feet, babe

I’m rolling up my sleeves

And nothing’s gonna stop me from, come on

Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start

All of my life I’ve been handed the stars

Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom

Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from

Cut me from these roots

Cut me from these roots

Nothin left to prove

Can’t cut me from these roots