What would you do if you were me? I'd be asking me the same thing
What would you do if you were me? I'd be asking me the same thing That's all the help that I need These days I've set on a tourney That starts and ends In the same place Where is your head, girl? Where are you headed? I've left the shore Entered the vastness go the unknown Mistress of mystery You've got no gills for the water Got no wings for the sky
I've got lungs full of air And I'll tread and splash Beneath the vultures Hungry stare I've got arms and legs And two lungs full of air I'll tread and splash Beneath the vultures Hungry stare
