Mind your step

No tears left

You just don't know what I'm going through

Mind your step

Last I checked

You just don't know what I'm going through

Caught in between your world and mine

I really don't belong much of anywhere

Passenger of time on an endless ride

Subjected to a dream going nowhere

So often on a plane train or in a car

But always on the way back to where you are

Do you still care

Do you still care

What if we broke down within our shallow pool

Should I fool myself again and blindly follow you

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Finding that it's hard to right on wet paper

But try I still try I'm the pantomime

Playing out the part of your enabler

So often on a plane train or in a car

But always on the way back to where you are

Do you still care

Do you still care

What if we broke down within our shallow pool

Should I fool myself again and blindly follow you

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Would it be fair

Would it be fair