Late to the map

All those years I wondered why

A crowded room could drain me dry

A small sound sat inside my chest

And never let my body rest

Then I read a single page

A name for what I couldn't say

All the pieces, one by one

Settled gently into place

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

I'm not broken, just tuned fine

I'll get it wrong, I'll learn it slow

But I'm here, and now I know

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

I'll cancel plans and feel the guilt

I'll push too hard, then fall apart

I'll say it wrong, I'll say too much

And learn it slowly, from the heart

I'll swing from "fine" to "I'm done"

I'll stay too long, I'll leave too soon

And that's okay, it's all brand new

I'm learning how, I'm learning how

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

I'm not broken, just tuned fine

I'll get it wrong, I'll learn it slow

But I'm here, and now I know

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

I'm not fixed, I'm just informed

That's a different kind of start

Every slip is still a map

Drawn by someone with a heart

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

I'll be kind to the girl I was

She did her best with what she had

I'll get it wrong, I'll learn it slow

But I'm here, and now I know

Oh, so that's why, so that's why

So that's why

Hello

Nice to meet me