He was sick and tired
Of living under the wires
Messing with the shape of his headString lights: pink, yellow, green
She just blew right through me
Only knew her two weeks
Following the steps she had tread
I swear you two should have met
We′re on a path
A path to nowhere
And I'll show you the way there
I don′t know what he's running from!
We're on a path
A path to nowhere
And I′ll show you the path I walk
We′re on a path
A path I showed you
We're on a path
A path to nowhere
We′re on a path
A path I'll show you
The way there but don′t follow me
I could show you the way the there
But you've got to take it one step at a time
I′m know what am I doing baby
Where do my hands go?
What am I thinking?
Why is my head there?
What am I doing?
Is this a feeling?
What am I doing with you?
