My life passes me on the shoulder,
and leaves me nowhere.
I know a place that I can go,
please take me there.

Bad voices take it to the bridge.
I'm falling, falling.
And when I almost lose my grip,
that voice keeps calling.

Day in, I'm out of patience.
Punch in, day out, I'm wasting my time.
I know what I want,
so stand up and it's mine mine mine.

I slide my hand around the back of your neck.
You tell me you love me,
and sing with me.