A Letter From Janelle

We make the sun shine, we make Come on and move with me, move with me Move with me, move with me Don't you think I could tell That you were trying to, trying to Make a fool out of me, a fool out of me Don't you think I could tell That you were trying to, trying to Make a fool out of me, a fool out of me To remember who you really are It's so easy to get lost in constantly Having to present whatever face you believe A person wants to see, rather than your own Yet we hesitate to surrender all of our insecurities Move with me, move with me Only the ones we are most comfortable relinquishing Move with me, move with me Don't you think I could tell That you were trying to, trying to Make a fool out of me, a fool out of me Don't you think I could tell That you were trying to, trying to Make a fool out of me, a fool out of me Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Such a paradox, isn't it, isn't it? Isn't it, isn't it? Isn't it, isn't it?