Lyrics

It's the spoken word. It's the imagination running wild.
It's the price we pay for impatience.
It's in the things we do. It's what we are and never knew.
It's you, It's me. It's so plain to see.

Shrug it off and live the past.
Or pass it off as another lie.
Am I prepared to take a step, or lay on my back until it's too late?

And it's the bond that we'll hold forever.
It's all those times my freind that you said never.
It's been quite a trip, my frreind you make it so easy to slip right back...
Right back where I started from.

Shrug it off and live the past.
Or pass it off as another lie.
Am I prepared to take a step, or lay on my back until it's too late?