Mm-mm
Mm-mm
It's funny in the rear view
You're closer than you are
In truth, we're worlds apart
I'm used to being near you
When I'm down at ten percent
And you'd plug me straight back in
Now there's no one to text when the plane lands
Or to call when it's taking off
Right, left
Baby steps
I'll be my own pair of safe hands
It's not the end, it's the making of
Right, left
For now
I'm taking ba-ba-ba, baby steps
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps, mm
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps
It's learning how to balance
If I'm out on Friday night
It'll be me turning on them lights
When I come home (home)
But I'll manage (I'll manage, I'll manage)
There'll be roses on the shelf
'Cause this house gone love itself
Yeah, this house gone love itself
I'm taking ba-ba-ba, baby steps (one foot at a time)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps (I don't wanna step foot into my eye)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps (ain't no reason why)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps
Mm
Mm-mm
I won't fall back (mm)
If I fall forwards (mm)
At least I have that (mm)
At least I have that
I'm taking ba-ba-ba, baby steps
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps, mm (ain't no ain't no reason why)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps, mm (ain't no reason why)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps (yeah, yeah)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps (ba-ba-ba, baby steps)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps (ba-ba-ba, baby)
Ba-ba-ba, baby steps
