The wind's in the sky, and the blue's in the ocean the thought's in my mind, sending me into motion
i could fly or i could fall, but to never have tried at all
scares me more than anything in the world
The leaves on the trees, and the color's in flowers the thought's in my mind, and i toss it around for hours
i could win or i could lose, heaven above will have to choose
scares me more than anything in the world.
Scares me more than growin old
scares me more than growing cold
scares me more than being told:
it's all on me, loss or victory
The sun's in my shine, and the clouds in my coffee
the thought's in my mind, and it slowly consumes me
i could hit or i could miss, but just to sit around like this
scares me more than anything in the world