| Come on I'm reeling here on a rock | |
| Counting the places where hearts go | |
| Maybe our ancestors try to mock us | |
| No, I'm just playing a life that'll change | |
| I just can't fight the desire to love | |
| I just can't lie to a child that's within | |
| Lovers lips are no kind of friend | |
| And everyone dreams that the pragmatic come | |
| Hit in the stomach a medicine ball | |
| Wipe off the dirt and pull back your hair | |
| Head in the clouds meet the state that I'm in | |
| Need a shelter never and end... yeah, yeah | |
| I'm seeing the world for the way that I am | |
| And I need a center always an end | |
| I'm only feeling my way through the dark | |
| Counting the places I'll never go | |
| So lucky with you that I want to try | |
| So lucky with you that I want to try |