You said, "If you step up closer to the edge you'll get a better view. And I'll make sure you don't fall down..." I wish that that was true. Little things can say a lot. They add up one by one. Some big words don't amount to much when damage has been done. I've got no answer - time to phone a friend. I got no answer - feeling like a trend. I have my whisky glass half full again, but some things never last. I'm happy to be led astray - I've shown that in the past. Left alone, the brambles take control. Roses choked and paths revoked. Memories swallowed whole. Where did our summer go? Some days flash fast, others drag so slow. Some lost in limbo. We wanted you near when the floods came. Where did you hide from the rain? Over time the brambles took control. Roses choked and paths revoked, friendships swallowed whole. Where did our summer go? Some days flash fast, others drag so slow. Some lost in limbo. We needed you here when the floods came. Where did you hide from the rain? So my whisky glass is full again, but some things never last. I'm ready to be led astray - can't blame that on my past. If I step up closer to the edge I'll get a better view. And you'll make sure I don't fall down? ... I wish that that was true
