hard

paddling against the Current
keeps me standing still
banging the door with my head
never gets me in

pedaling in 12th gear up the hill
only puts me on my side
asking questions without a word
never reveals to me why

but your words turn me around
you voice puts the wind at my back
no matter what you say, it's the sound
of you that makes me believe I can

wading knee deep in the mud
only makes sucking noise
resisting the rise and fall of love
only shows me no choices

but your words turn me around
you voice puts the wind at my back
no matter what you say, it's the sound
of you that makes me believe I can

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