On Fire
My opinion could change today, but I
For second or third hand information
That complicates the complication
And I don
And I don
So wrong nearly every time, that I
If what I said was unkind
Now it feels like I
It
But don
Is there any need for apology? There
Judgments born in my jealous mind, creeping inside outside
Connections I
And sooner or later disappoint you
Or cross you twice when your back is turned, that
That someone has got to be burned
Now it feels like I
But don
Feels like I
Don
Someone to hold to, someone to hold on to