Funny how doubt comes when I don't believe
Leave or stay
I can't decide
Keep on changing things
Only to not shut out the light
If I can never reach a peace
Then what has the best of me
Is it something I believe?
Or something inherent in all things?
The chaos that allows there be light at all
Well if I stand a little proud
Not so much as to get the best of me
Not so sure of himself
When the phone calls
Making an effort to hold your eye
(Instrumental)
If I have to shut the door to sing
And the morning rides my spine like a crone
But I'm hanging from the ceilings anyway
Didn't I give my life away?
I just want to feel the time
And be sure I'm feeling mine
There's rhythm in the hand
And my eyes get in the way
Simmer down
Love starts now
There is nothing about you not to love
There is nothing about you not to love
Funny how doubt comes when I don't believe
Leave or stay I can't decide
Keep on changing things
Only to not shut out the light
If I can never reach a peace
Then what has the best of me?
Is it something I believe?
Or something inherent in all things?
The chaos that allows there be light at all
Well if I stand tall, a little proud
Not so much as to get the best of me
Not so sure of himself when the phone calls
Making an effort to hold your eye
Questioning every line
(Instrumental)
If I have to shut the door to sing
And the morning rides my spine like a crone
But I'm hanging from the ceilings anyway
And didn't I give my life away?
I just want to feel the time
And be sure I'm feeling mine
There's rhythm in the hand
My eye gets in the way
Simmer down
Love starts now
There is nothing about you not to love
There is nothing about you not to love