Would you leave it to someone else,
To be guided by all the rules that fall away,
With their questioning?
I couldn't be someone else,
With the odds of an atom in the universe,
Is it all rehearsed? I don't know.
Too easy to sell yourself and
Too easy to live in doubt
'cos we're flying by the seat of our pants
On borrowed time
You can be or fall in line
I believe in a second chance,
I believe in the sex, romance and comedy
As it ought to be.
I believe in the harder route,
And I believe if you can't make good with your honesty,
Then you're lost at sea, in the rain.
So easy to breath this air and,
So easy when you don't care,
'cos we're flying by the seat of our pants,
On borrowed time,
You can be or fall in line,
Semely with borrowed time.