It's like I don't know where we stand,

Should I back up?

Or will you be there to lend me a hand?

It's like it's all some kind of game

One wrong move and I won't make it

And nothing can ever be the same

It's like I'm standing on a line

Which side will I leave behind?

Will I jump or will I fall?

Do I have the choice at all?

You say you won't give up on me

But I'm not sure it's a promise you can keep

Will we burn steady as a flame?

Can we ever see things the same?

Or will we just flicker out and die?

Could it all be a lie?

Because you can't promise me that things will be OK

But I guess for now ill hold on to what we've got

Only time will tell if we'll make it or not

So I guess for now I'll stay behind

Waiting for everything to be fine