I was walking, before I could run
Must have been only, farther than some
Maybe hoping, beyond the door
But here goes something,
better than before
It was open every night I fled
Could have been springtime,
could have been
Only a new love of sauntering
Calling on me and wandering
How many more steps does it take
before the big make or break
your moment is right now
How many more steps does it take
before the big make or break,
the moment is right now
I was running, before I knew why
My head was outreaching,
the clouds in the Sky up
above the heavens
And all they contain
Bottled up romance
On another plane
It was only me on the outer realms
Could have been someone
How many more steps does it take
before the big make or breakin'
moment is right here?
How many more steps does it take
for the big make or break
your moment is right now?
If you ask me, when I was younger,
where did the hunger come from,
I could have told you time and time,
it was better than hoping,
it was already mine.
you