| Driving down the road, blue ski
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| I look at my life,
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| and everything is perfectly fine,
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| there is my baby, solid as steel
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| but what would he say if he knew how i feel
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| cause i’ve been to the bottom
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| of each and every bottom
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| and every bruise gets better in time
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| why do i feel like i’m walking on glass
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| why do i feel like my heart is a mess
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| why is my mine never at rest the truth is
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| be careful baby i’m
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| close to crazy
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| if youre standing here by me
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| you might catch the same disease
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| the yallow light is hard to see
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| be careful baby i’m
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| close to crazy
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| sometimes in my head i guess it’s
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| like i’m up on a tight rope falling
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| and couldn’t care less
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| there you are baby
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| my safety net
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| but the troubel is lately
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| i’m scared to death
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| cause i’ve been to the bottom
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| of each and every bottom
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| and all your intensions are better than mine
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| why do i feel like i’m walking on glass
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| why do i feel like my heart is a mess
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| why is my mine never at rest the truth is
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| be careful baby i’m
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| close to crazy
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| if youre standing here by me
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| you might catch the same disease
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| the yallow light is hard to see
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| be careful baby i’m
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| close to crazy
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| through the moments
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| that i wish to disappear
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| will you still like me?
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| through the beatuy and my insanity
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| could you still love me?
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| cause sometimes i feel like walking on glass
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| and sometimes i feel like my heart is a mess
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| i wihs that i could put my mine to rest
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| but the truth it may well be
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| i’m too close to crazy
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| if youre standing here by me
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| you might catch the same disease
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| the yallow light is hard to see
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| be careful baby i’m
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| close to crazy
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| (Dank an Olli für den Text) |