Deep in a wood Where nothing is seen A tightrope is strung to his heel And high on the walk He's down on one knee He waits for the slow of the breeze Ooh, wow Look at him now on his feet High up in the sky And every moment, extends endlessly If feels as though time isn't moving And every second, hold breath not to breathe And watch as he moves to the beat Well down on the floor I watch from my seat I watch as he sways with the trees And slowly he moves But so elegantly I'm all on the edge of my seat On the tightrope everything's bare All that there is from here to there On the tightrope the goal is quite clear Don't lose yourself in your Fear Everyone waits on a walk Some are long and some small But all of them tall And everyone must make a choice Will I go for it all, and possibly fall The tightrope is thin I could possibly win on the walk Well high on the walk The tightrope it bends And nobody knows where it ends To win or to lose you're all on your own 'Cause everyone must be alone On the tightrope everything's bare All that there is from here to there On the tightrope the goal is quite clear Don't lose yourself in your Fear [Thanks to Meaghan for these lyrics] Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com