On the Fine Line

You know I see my friends walk the fine line.
Some run so fast yet some must crawl.
And the ones who dream are the ones who fall.
Or they claim it all on the fine line.

You know the loves I’ve known on the fine line
They seem to walk on a parallel line.
And though I reach out, try to make one mine…
But my arm’s too short on the fine line.

And so I live my life on the fine line.
Learning from the past, while cursed by time.
And though I’m sure I’ll fall, still I know that I’m…
Gonna do just fine.
Gonna do st fine.
Gonna do just fine…
On the fine line.