Standing in the Middle

Settle in the comfort of the things I cannot do

Like smolder in the hunger of the dream of me and you

I had a sense of home, Lord, I miss the morning dew

I'm lucky I can draw from all the shades of almost blue

Somewhere to miss, someone to hold

A set of eyes to wander down the streets of growing old

Now I’m standing in the middle, biting down on solid gold

I'll jump across the canyon, let the wire walk itself

Well I’d run a lap around the moon in time to catch myself

If I could be out on the road and back at home as well

I'd be a lucky man, but I understand in due time, time will tell

Somewhere to miss, someone to hold

A set of eyes to wander down the streets of growing old

Now I’m standing in the middle, biting down on solid gold

When I trace the silver lining

In the cracks the daylight grew

Well, I’m holding on to nothing

If I ain’t holding on to you

Somewhere to miss, someone to hold

A set of eyes to wander down the path of growing old

Now I’m standing in the middle, biting down on solid gold

Yeah, I’m standing in the middle

Biting down on solid gold