Too many shadows in my room 
Too many hours in this midnight 
Too many corners in my mind 
So much to do to set my heart right 
Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready 
Oh but if I take my heart's advice 
I should assume it's still unsteady 
I am in repair, I am in repair 

Stood on the corner for a while 
To wait for the wind to blow down on me 
Hoping it takes with it my old ways 
And brings some brand new luck upon me 
Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready 
Oh but if I take my heart's advice 
I should assume it's still unsteady 
I am in repair, I am in repair 

And now I'm walking in the park 
All of the birds they dance below me 
Maybe when things turn green again 
It will be good to say you know me 

Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready 
Oh but if I take my heart's advice 
I should assume it's still unsteady 
Oh I'm never really ready, yeah, oh, I'm never really ready 
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there 
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there