Back and forth, up and down
I've been spinning round and round.
Where I'll be's not up to me
But can it please be pretty?
I'll give up, you take control
Don't make me own this sordid soul.
This way's straight, but is it north?
Has this lone path been my course?
Is my love, really enough?
Where do I turn when it gets tough?
If I'm lost and can't remember,
Is the next step always surrender?
Does the show have to go on
Even after I am gone?
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
Back and forth, up and down
I've been spinning round and round.
Where I'll be's not up to me
But can it please be pretty?
I'll give up, you take control
Don't make me own this sordid soul.
This way's straight, but is it north?
Has this lone path been my course?
Is my love, really enough?
Where do I turn when it gets tough?
If I'm lost and can't remember,
Is the next step always surrender?
Does the show have to go on
Even after I am gone?
