Frying Pan

One laugh in the middle of a struggle

Big diamond at the bottom of a puddle

Did you ever stare at the moon 'til you saw double?

I hear you walk away from trouble

Good love, there ain't no denying

Say, bad love, somebody ain't trying

Did you ever walk some place? Just take time

Or take the fast road and get going

And then the rules break

There's no mistake

These are precious times, you and I

We walk the line

We walk the line

I looked in a frying pan

I sang a song

I looked at a dying man

He sang along

We got mountains

Yeah, we got beaches

Got love that makes us mad

Love that has to teach us

I looked in a frying pan

Sang a song

I looked at a dying man

He sang along

And then the rules break

There's no mistake

These are precious times, you and I

We walk the line

We walk the line

We walk the line

We walk the line