The Bridge Lyrics - Grant Lee Buffalo

Crossing the bridge where many lean to see 

Over the rail to glance the trembling stream 

Others stay to the center fearful it might sway 

And all those who would choose to turn back the other way 

But you and me have own bridge to cross 

Weather worn and sea tossed 

We've our own bridge to cross let's not 

Make any excuses 

I came upon someone's used and yellowed paperback 

A collection of dreams and their meanings all conveyed 

Seems to dream of a bridge denotes a thousand different things 

If the planks are secure or the rope is broke or frayed 

But you and me have own bridge to cross 

Weather worn and sea tossed 

We've our own bridge to cross let's not 

Make any excuses 

Na na na 

You and me have own bridge to cross 

Weather worn and sea tossed 

We've our own bridge to cross let's not 

Make any excuses