I'm caught between fear and fascination
Angels quail and blunt poison
I stay close but I don't do self-relevation
Run away from deciding, although I have chosen
There's nothing to start or end,
I leave every door half open
Drowning in variety,
afraid there's something I could miss
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured borderlines
My eyes can see,
all these water-coloured borderlines
I never learn to define
I'm the mess of the skies,
no need to understand
Cause how I meant the things I said,
you will see it in the end
You can't stand the shoulda,
coulda,
woulda,
or be indefinite,
makes me feel naked
Do you really want a canvas beneath the faces I painted?
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured borderlines
My eyes can see,
all these water-coloured borderlines
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured borderlines
And it kills me if I have to define My eyes can see,
all these water-coloured borderlines
I never learn to define
In
my prison made of opportunities I hide my insecurities
It's not that I don't want to settle down But if I try,
karma comes back around
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured borderlines
My eyes can see,
all these water-coloured borderlines Running through my life,
all these water-coloured
borderlines And it kills me if I have to define
My eyes can see,
all these water-coloured borderlines I never learn to define
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured
borderlines I never learn to define
Running through my life,
all these water-coloured
borderlines I never learn to define