I can't explain this funny feeling
six feet under then up the ceiling
Miles ahead then turning around
flying high then breaking down

Changing lanes during night
happy days without a fight
Living fast dying slow
up the river down the flow

Playing hide playing seek
being tough feeling weak
Hoping high wishing less
thinking no saying yes

What is mine will come around
What is lost will be found
But need a hand to help me up
need a friend to back me up

It's always hard to believe
with your heart on your sleeve
With your brain on the ground
having voice with no sound

It is I, it is me
so be a friend and set me free
Be a friend and pull me in
hug me tight it's no sin

I am here and there you are
being close and yet so far
I know the lyrics of our song
tender love but yet so wrong