narrator
12-01-2002, 04:54 PM
Ill advised retching—cracking under pressure
Treading on the edge looking—at the drop too far to measure
Right, you know what I should know
Fight, no that’s when we both let go
When someone tells me, I should give up
I’ll let my feet—slip
I’ll take my time—and trip
Because of what you say
That always makes my day
Another way…
But that’s part of the loss—Just part of the cost
Ease into the progress, sigh and then digress, why are you cross?
Right, you say what I should say
Might, find something worth this laugh
When you tell me to give up, I should though
I’ll let my feet slip—let my heart go
I’ll let my time drip—let my pain show
Because of what you do
That always makes this too—
If I knew you…
If I really did
But then I do
I just thought too soon
The facts too few
To get a hold on you
I just wonder who
You are and why we’ve never gone this far
Before
Treading on the edge looking—at the drop too far to measure
Right, you know what I should know
Fight, no that’s when we both let go
When someone tells me, I should give up
I’ll let my feet—slip
I’ll take my time—and trip
Because of what you say
That always makes my day
Another way…
But that’s part of the loss—Just part of the cost
Ease into the progress, sigh and then digress, why are you cross?
Right, you say what I should say
Might, find something worth this laugh
When you tell me to give up, I should though
I’ll let my feet slip—let my heart go
I’ll let my time drip—let my pain show
Because of what you do
That always makes this too—
If I knew you…
If I really did
But then I do
I just thought too soon
The facts too few
To get a hold on you
I just wonder who
You are and why we’ve never gone this far
Before