Some things can`t be bottled
See how it`s draining out the bottom
Just like holding onto water
My eyes will only open for so long
So show me everything
I`m always aching to see
It`s not pretty I know
But still this is who I`ll always be
I`m learning to trust you enough to take from you
You can trust me too
I have many gifts
That`s right my God gave them to me
I`ve worked hard to learn to use them
And now I`ll go and teach
Bothell is beautiful in the fall
Days of my youth were not so long ago
I learned things here that some men never see
The lucky ones know exactly what I mean
I`m learning to trust you enough to take from you
You can trust me too