
And it feels like both boats are sinking,
And ive got one foot in each.
Should i abandon the plan?
Then would you not understand?
Would i even make a ran if i swam?
I’d just washup on the beach
It’s allways just out of reach.
Oh my smile is fragile,
My heart is held together with string and sellotape.
Be gentle please rember,
With string and sellotape
With string and sellotape
