Bass Line

Another day, another try, To see if we'll ever fly, Seems I'm barely getting by, When I think of you, Another song on the radio, That sets my heartbeat in slow, Wondering if we'll ever grow, If we'll make it through, I'm trying to find the truth among this mess but I keep losing my way, I'm starting to see 'us' as another test to find the words that I should say, Just listening to the clock as I lay awake at night wondering, Will we ever really lift off the ground? I'm never sure quite where we're supossedly going, We're making music but are we hearing the same sound? Another day, another trial, Are we standing in denial? Lock this poison in a vial, Let it smash below, Another moment just to feel, Trying to define what's real, When did heartache become a deal? Let's let it go, I'm going crazy thinking about all of the possible ways through this, Too many tremors trigger the net I've woven but I forget when you say 'princess', Just counting away time and hoping it's leading where I want to go, Will we ever really realise what we've found? I fall over assurance and scrape my knees on doubt, We're making music but are we hearing the same sound?