Hold Tight, I'm Flying

A little defensive when you ask her why
A little bit prickly, afraid of lost time
A dreamer, a cleaner, awake and alive
At times makes you laugh so hard that you could cry
When she tries to speak from the heart
Hold tight to pride stop cryin'
I’ll stay home, I’m dyin'
Oh, I don’t really bite
Don’t wanna bite
One day we’ll stop fighting, pushed out, afraid but flyin'
Oh, I’ve done good tonight
A little bit, a little afraid
Her bad and her good are American made
She likes your idea, but don’t stand in her way
At times makes you not sure of what you should say
When she tried to speak from the heart