Rough Draft

I'm just a rough draft
 Ink on every page
 A couple stains and stripes
 Where tears were wiped away
 And there's a lot I have to say
 But I'm not organized
 I'm the product of a sleep-deprived, worked up mind...
 I'm still an idea
 I can bend and break
 Might be a mistake
 But I'm a risk you gotta take
 Cause I stick in your brain
 Under your skin, in your veins
 You gotta deal with me to make me go away...
 So baby reach out and touch me
 No need to like me or love me
 Today, today...
 But all these pieces and parts of me
 Could be something larger than me
 One day, one day...
 So if you want me, you got me
 Granted I'm scattered and sloppy
 But you can't send me back
 I'm just a rough draft
 So cut me and crop me
 And when I'm ready make copies
 And one day the real thing might blow you away...
 I'm just a few thoughts
 Fragments of memory
 Shaped by your imagination
 Your love and your patience
 And I know you're afraid of what I could mean
 I'm open letter, a public diary...
 So baby reach out and touch me
 No need to like me or love me
 Today, today...
 But all these pieces and parts of me
 Could be something larger than me
 One day, one day...
 So if you want me, you got me
 Granted I'm scattered and sloppy
 But you can't send me back
 I'm just a rough draft
 So cut me and crop me
 And when I'm ready make copies
 And one day the real thing might blow you away...
 Say you don't need me
 Could tear me up and leave me
 And walk away...
 You're giving up too easy
 Listen to me, I got
 A lot left to say...
 Baby reach out and touch me
 No need to like me or love me
 No need, no need...
 But if you take me apart
 Finish what you start
 You'll see...
 So if you want me, you got me
 Granted I'm scattered and sloppy
 But you can't send me back
 I'm just a rough draft
 So cut me and crop me
 And when I'm ready make copies
 And one day
 And one day
 So if you want me, you got me
 Granted I'm scattered and sloppy
 But you can't send me back
 I'm just a rough draft
 So cut me and crop me
 And when I'm ready make copies
 And one day the real thing might blow you away...