If we learn to pace ourselves. It won't seem so dramatic, it won't be so unclear. 'Cause if we learn to pace ourselves. The ghost up in the attic might just disappear.
Don't be afraid. I can meet you half way. We cant always know. Where the road ends up. But with some luck. I know we can go. Where-ever we imagine. . Why should we wait.
(Gordon/Foster/Keane). . Why do I have to care for you?. When I should have known to stay away. Why was I there for you?. . I don't know how I lost my touch.