Upper Hand

The distance to the end Is closer now than it's ever been The road we traveled far All the lights and sights we saw No room left on the pages We filled 'em up and painted some Though the book, it may never be read Oh, by anyone, oh, anyone but me And I hope the people are smiling And I hope that today and every day is grand Oh, I apologize, so sorry 'bout the timing But you know, something that I never had was the upper hand Lonely ship on the horizon Silhouette fading out Bright lights make for dark shadows The lines, once defined, getting blurry now And I hope the people are smiling Oh, how I always wanted to be like one of them Oh, I apologize, so sorry 'bout the timing Oh, but you know, something that I never had was the upper hand Upper hand Help to carry me home Help to carry me home Oh, help to carry me home, yeah Carry me Carry me home Carry me home Just need a few of you, a few of you Maybe just the two of you, two of you