Your walk is smooth, slowly you're invading Your compass is good, but your footsteps are fading You can't rely on common sense One word away from your last chance If you quit running Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to say you love her You analyse, it makes you short-sighted You thought if you would downsize, you would be enlightened But you're high on fear this summer's end And she has cut the trees to gain some land Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to say you love her Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to say you In that paradise, she will make you a giant You're only one inch away from that awfully high end But no remorse means no escape You'll be on top but out of shape You can't stop running Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to say you love her Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to tell Oooh you're trying to say you love her