One foot in front of the other
And there's no way you can lose
But yet I'm always cleaning up
After the choices that I choose
Try as I might to
Try to make it right
I'm still coming up short
Crawl back from which you came
And try again on another day
When everything you say
It just gets in the way
Intentions all in place
But my feet can't maintain the pace
Me and my big mouth
Try and sort it all out
But It's never enough
Crawl back from which you came
And try again on another day
When everything you say
It just gets in the way
After all, I'm glad we came
And I'm so sorry it had to be this way
But the choices that we've made
Have brought you here with me"