Fine Line - Berna

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…