Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear
It's driven me before and seems to have a vague But lately I'm beginning to find that I Should be the one behind the wheel
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes yea I'll be there I'll be there
So, if I decide to waiver my chance Will I choose water over wine And hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before and it seems to be the way That everyone else gets around But lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes yea I'll be there I'll be there
Would you choose water over wine?
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes yea I'll be there I'll be there