Seems my own arrogance has knocked me off my feet again.
When you know I'm crawling to you as fast as I can.
First teach me to walk,
& then I'll learn to dance for you
Like an honest climsy clown.
Tripping along the way.
'Cause I am reaching for you,
But my arms aren't long enough.
& I am running to you,
If I could go a little faster.
& I am crying to you,
But I can't hear my own voice.
& I am waiting for you.
& trying not to fall asleep now.
'Cause I am clumsily dancing away this fear.
I am stumbing closer to you,
& I am tumbling over my pride.
I will be a fool,
For you.
What are you thinking as you look down on me?
Are you frustrated with my inconsistency?
Or intrigued that I can find the will to get back up?
Or maybe all of this is simply amusing.
'Cause I am reaching for you,
But my arms aren't long enough.
& I am running to you,
If I could go a little faster.
& I am crying to you,
But I can't hear my own voice.
& I am waiting for you.
& trying not to fall asleep now.
'Cause I am clumsily dancing away this fear.
I am stumbing closer to you,
& I am tumbling over my pride.
I will be a fool,
For you.
I am clumsily dancing away this fear.
I am stumbing closer to you,
& I am tumbling over my pride.
I will be a fool,
For you.
I am clumsily dancing away this fear.
I am stumbing closer to you,
& I am tumbling over my pride.
I will be a fool,
For you.
