Making Tracks

my feet count the beat of my restless heart every day i'm trying to keep in time with another dream i know death is idle, don't want to be there on my own i need to keep moving, even though it's where i'm going i can see the reason why cross my heart and hope to die take me up and take me home i've been here a day too long my heart, though restless, isn't set on other things i just fear to know what tomorrow brings i can't stand the pressure on my bones throw me a lifeline, pull me out of this hole i can see the reason why cross my heart and hope to die take me up and take me home i've been here a day too long so unstick me, and please don't ask me where i want to be i don't have the time for sentimentality i loved our time together, don't take it personally i just fear a future - one i've already seen i can see the reason why cross my heart and hope to die take me up and take me home i've been here a day too long i can see the reason why cross my heart and hope to die open my eyes and face the facts see it's time for making tracks