| It takes a lot of effort
|
| To hold on to all your rules
|
| It can take years to find movement
|
| It can take years off too.
|
| Bound up in good intentions
|
| Wound up in a waiting game
|
| It’s been three years of them holding their breath,
|
| They’re holding on, is something wrong?
|
| 'cause time after time, when what you’re hoping to find
|
| It’s not a simple design, but a headache
|
| Then everything you’ve built comes falling down
|
| But if you open your mind to a slippery vine
|
| One that’s built for the time
|
| One that’s ready
|
| Then everything you’d need falls to you!
|
| La la la la la
|
| Reflected, considered, imagine
|
| Measure the risk of reward
|
| What makes you think they won’t love you?
|
| They just wanna love you more
|
| Wake up you sleeping giant
|
| Wake up you terror cell
|
| They’ve lit the path and you’re well on your way
|
| You’ll fight, this time.
|
| Now time after time, when what you’re hoping to find
|
| It’s not a simple design but a headache
|
| Then everything you’ve built comes falling down
|
| But if you open your mind to a slippery line
|
| One that’s built for the time
|
| When that’s ready,
|
| Then everything you’d need falls to you!
|
| Falls to you, falls to you
|
| It’s all on you
|
| Falls to you, falls to you ready
|
| It’s all on you
|
| Falls to you, falls to you ready
|
| That’s all on you, ready
|
| Falls to you, falls to you ready
|
| That’s all on you, ready |