Freedom and independence pull me
Towards my own reflection
Human touch and love then drag me in the
Proper direction
Regret told me to pick up the phone
And get a hold of sentimental
We hadn't talked in over a year
Common sense whispered
In my ear
"what in God's green Earth
Are you doing here?"
Mediate told laziness to get his a** in gear
Procrastinate stuck up for him
While holding hands with fear
Meanwhile day to day showed up
In his comfort clothes
Well just as he always does
Spread content shine and leave her alone (?)
See nothing wrong with being he was
Boredom and change
Were sick of getting by on good enough
But comforts and security proved to be a bit too tough
Embarra**ment and shame
Played a mission of their own (?)
And oh but the story goes
Inevitable and ? said the best we
Could come up with
Was to go with the flow
A stranger enters from stage left
As the element of surprise
Second chance screams
"Screw this up and baseball bat
And I won't be so nice"
Freedom and independence pull me
Towards my own reflection
Human touch and love then drag me
Back to a connection
To her
They'll always drag me back to
My beautiful baby
They're like the proper path
That leads to the one I love
The path that leads me back
Into the arms of my baby
They gotta get me back into
The arms of my baby
Ohh...