We have been here before
Standing on the edge of a cliff
Knowing if we both jumped
We would pull through together
We wouldn't fall, we would fly

I should have jumped back then
I was ready, it was time
Praying
As I took the leap
Would your hand would reach mine?

This time, the cliff is not as steep
As I steady myself
Less sure now, as I was back then
Praying your hand will grasp for mine
It all feels rushed, time is on my mind