Fine Line

Some call it magic
Some think it’s really no big thing
Some find it tragic
Some think about what they’re going to bring
There is a fine line
Between what we call here and there
If we take our time
I’m sure we will be everywhere…
We’re born into this world
Just to learn to let it go
We are all in the same boat
We refuse to row
Why should you listen to me?
You don’t even know if I am real
When I look at you I know
I can see only what I feel
There is a fine line
Between what we call right and wrong
If we take our time
This night could last the whole day long…
We’re born into this world
Just to learn to let it go
We are all in the same boat
We refuse to row
I’ve been sleeping through my days
I’ve been thinking odd things all through the night
I’ve been seeing things sideways
Don’t know why I’ve been holding on so tight
There is a fine line
Between what we call free and tied
If we take our time
Maybe we will enjoy this ride…
We are born into this world
Just to learn to let it go
While we’re trying to stay afloat
We refuse to row
And we’re born into this world
Just to learn to let it go
We are all in the same boat…