Shoulder to Shoulder

Shoulder to shoulder, amused but not advanced He, she, you, me, it's all just circumstance Eager, hopeful, content to play the friend Timid advances with mutual regret She can't always be wrong, he can't always be right Not a matter of choice, just a matter of time Till they know where they stand once they've reached the end Awkward choices with smiles from ear to ear A faded union that won't survive the years Timeless series of blameless accidents Oh, the stubborn cycle of inherited mistakes She can't always be wrong, he can't always be right Not a matter of choice, just a matter of time Till they know where they stand once they've reached the end I'll be mine where I place my drafts When the desert ends, I'll ask the dust I'll be mine where I place my drafts When the desert ends, I ask the dust