Wallflower - Jordan Rakei, Kaya Thomas-Dyke

It was the bad old days

Where the warriors came out to play

Where the visitors outstayed their welcome

Aspirations filled with fear and doubt

Whose turn to make the move, who’s left it all to you

I’m not ideal in situation of confrontation

I don’t prefer to raise my voice

I’m still trapped by the cages of my lips

And you hold the key

So allow me to be free

It’s been 24 years, 24 years

It’s been 24 years, 24 years

24 years, and you know me now

Like the willow tree knows the sea

You withstand

Don’t you try to get under ‘cause you can’t set me free

And if you know what I see

I would lie to me

But don’t worry about your soul

Don’t worry about your soul

I was, I was just…

I was just a wallflower

I was just a wallflower

I was just a wallflower

I was just a wallflower