One, two

One, two

Mm

I may be soft, a fleeting sound

You may be lost, circling around

I may be air, breath that you take

You may be strong, too hard to break

I caught your name, but it fades away

While you're chasing yourself, I am led astray

Well, the higher you get, the deeper you dwell

Chasing your reflection's in the well

Stuck on those high holds

You ain't getting anywhere

Turning on stepping stones

Well, you don't care

I'm stuck on those high holds

You ain't getting nowhere

The feeling is so strong

All I can hear is the sound of my (echo)

(Echo)

I may be ash, a smoldering flame

You may be fire, wild and untamed

I may be clothes, just out of reach

You may be waves, crashing on the beach

And I think that I've been about a place too long

I may be saying the words to the same old song

But I cry out for you, though the sound is vain

Only see yourself, not what's with me

Stuck on those high holds

You ain't getting anywhere

Turning on stepping stones

Well, you don't care

I'm stuck on those high holds

You ain't getting nowhere

The feeling is so strong

All I can hear is the sound of my (echo)

(Echo)

(Echo)

(Echo)

Well, I am willing, and I'll pay my dues

Well, I am willing, eh!

Well, I am willing, and I'll pay my dues

Well, I am willing, willing

Giving and loving back

Giving and loving back

Giving and loving back