Thread - K.D. Lang

One says love is tragic

One says miracle

One becomes a skeptic

One is vulnerable

It’s sad to me how quickly

We define

What is wrong with yours

Is right with mine

You think

That we could learn

To let things slide?

Just let things slide

One side moving closer

One is more obscure

One side feeling open

One in overload

All the time it takes

To build things up

And no time

Flat to deconstruct

You think

That we could learn

To give it up?

Give it up

The thin ice that we tread

That’s dangerously set

The intentions

Go falling through

And you

I had you in my web

Now here I am instead

Hanging by a thread

I’m caught up in the back and forth

Of balancing my fear

I’ll tell you though

For what it’s worth

I fell for you my dear

It’s sad to me how quickly

We define

What is wrong with yours

Is right with mine

You think

That we could learn

To let things slide?

Let things slide

The thin ice that we tread

That’s dangerously set

The intentions

Go falling through

And you

I had you in my web

Now here I am instead

Hanging by a thread