narrator
11-11-2002, 10:01 AM
Wishful Thinking
In defeat
Stopping using my feet
Sum the parts of whole
Adding reaching my goal
In success
I’ll give you my best
And admit it with
The perfect role
This doesn’t make sense
Strike me with that cadence
If I had a choice
I’d be willing to stop
But then again
I can see that beneath
Shades of blue underneath
A wink in time, this never really was mine
So watch your step
And take a really big look
This is what you are
Nothing I mistook
Step away
And be willing to say
That these problems are mine
And I’ll be fine
In defeat
Stopping using my feet
Sum the parts of whole
Adding reaching my goal
In success
I’ll give you my best
And admit it with
The perfect role
This doesn’t make sense
Strike me with that cadence
If I had a choice
I’d be willing to stop
But then again
I can see that beneath
Shades of blue underneath
A wink in time, this never really was mine
So watch your step
And take a really big look
This is what you are
Nothing I mistook
Step away
And be willing to say
That these problems are mine
And I’ll be fine