Text: Six Pence None The Richer. I Can't Catch You.

I guess you could say I'm a little afraid
What if you go away? I've seen it before
I've been here before
If I have to love myself, tell me how to love myself
What's there to love about myself?

I just want to see that as a person you want me
But I'm feeling the pain of all these bags in the way
And I'm thinking you're just gonna run away
And I can't catch you

I guess I would say that I want you to stay
'Cause you have this strange knack
Adds a glow to my black as you chase it all away
And I hope that you can see I will someday leave these things
I am waiting to be free

But I'm feeling the pain of all these bags in the way
And I'm thinking you're just gonna run away
And I can't catch you
Oh, I want to catch you