Late Bloomer

My first steps were sixteen, or even more
I spent month after month on the floor
Always been a late bloomer
I would cling to the wall or to a chair
Would not walk on my own, I was scared
Even in a song I am afraid
Even in a song I will not say
Always been a late bloomer
Even in a song I am afraid
Even in a song I will not say
Even in a song I will not say what I mean
Always been a late bloomer
And I know the truth hurts
I knew how to walk
But I was afraid to fall
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, no, no
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, oh, no
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, no, no (Always been a late bloomer)
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, oh, no (always been a late bloomer)
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, oh, no (always been a late bloomer)
I don’t wanna crawl anymore, oh, no (always been a late bloomer)