I'm standing just inside the edge and staring out to where I want to be
I've dug myself into a hole with really nowere to got
and now it's deeper than I can see
The roof over my head is blowing away
there's a storm up in the skies above
Well every time I step into the waters of change
the waves begin to get rouch
Sometimes I worry my fears'll rise up and that the force'll be just too strong
other times I wonder just how much longer
I'll be able to keep on keepin' on
I find myself in a sticky situation
should I live or should I stay?
But really I'm just looking for simplification
so witch is the better way?
Prechorus:
I'm wating what I've never had – instead
but should I stay or should I move dead a head
You'll find there's truth in every word – that I've said , that I've said!
Chrus:
Am I able to go to these places that I've never know?
Or is it too deep is it too wide?
Will I stay afloat or get trapped by the undertow?
I just know I've got to cross the great divide
I'm on my knees daily asking him please
could you some how show me the way today
I'm on my sinking craft and the last life raft has recently pulled away
So many dreams inside my head
could they possibly come true?
It's difficult to break free from it lately
cause I feel like I can't move
Can this be reality or is it just a delusion
help me wake up my mind
am I confusing my heart with a tempting ilusion
won't you please give me a sign
Lavagance:
Save The Cookie:
Save The Cookie:
Save The Cookie:
