The Middle

Taking a drive yeah,

You come for the ride yeah

Way back from the middle

I see you crying

You try to hide it

Don’t make yourself little

Nobody knows it

Nobody shows it

Some kind of riddle

We’re on the outside

Walking a thin line

Out from the middle

Leave it all behind

Nothing left to hide

We go up

We go round

It’s too fast

It’s too loud

Here in the middle

Oh

We crash

And we fall

It makes no sense at all

Here in the middle

Take us far

From the path

We can love

We can dance

Little by little

We go up

We go round

Can we run

From the crowd

Away from the middle

Away from the middle