sara groves
painting pictures of egypt
I don't want to leave here  I don't want to stay  It feels like pinching to me  Either way  And the places I long for the most  Are the places where I've been  They are calling out to me  Like a long lost friend   It's not about losing faith  It's not about trust  It's all about comfortable  When you move so much  And the place I was wasn't perfect  But I had found a way to live  And it wasn't milk or honey  But then neither is this   Chorus: I've been painting pictures of Egypt  Leaving out what it lacks  And the future feels so hard  And I want to go back  But the places they used to fit me  Cannot hold the things I've learned  Those roads were closed off to me  While my back was turned    The past is so tangible  I know it by heart  Familiar things are never easy  To discard  I was dying for some freedom  But now I hesitate to go  I am caught between the Promise  And the things I know  Chorus  Bridge: If it comes to quick  I may not appreciate it  Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?  And if it comes to quick  I may not recognise it  Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?