They can’t take me to where I
Need to go
Not gonna panic if I’m
Only going slowly
I’m taking my, taking my time
Like you told me
It’s not easy to be a pioneer
It ain’t gonna happen if I
Emphasise my fears
I’m making my, making my way
To the good years
What exactly would I be proving?
Get on the wrong bus
Just to feel like I’m moving
What in the world would I be thinking?
To get back on that ship
In the instant it’s sinking
So what will I do while I’m healing?
Got to admit, it’s a perculiar feeling
Won’t worry my head over nothing, ’cause
I’m on to a good thing
I’m on to a good thing
© Caryl Archer