Lyrics

Conversation dangling like a line
over a slow moving river wide and deep
And I wade across prayin
That the water only runs knee deep

They say it’s only water
under the bridge
but I see a thin line
and it’s a ledge

I’m up to my neck now
Lyin on this scrapheap
Oughta be on top the world now
But the world’s on top of me
The world’s on top of me

If I could cut the line
That ties me to you
I don’t know the answer
Is that something I could ever do