If I wrote down a hundred things,
That I thought that I could do,
By the time that I was 67.
Would there be another list,
Of 99 things that I missed,
Just because I had a fear of failing.
Would I have walked between two towers,
Just like the man on wire,
Even though he had a chance of falling.
Would I have opened up my soul,
And let inside that deep dark hole,
Another human being capable of calling me back out.
And we can watch movies,
And we can watch movies,
Where all ends well.
And we can do coffee,
Yes we can do coffee,
Where all starts hell.
I wrote down a hundred things,
That I thought that I could do,
By the age of 19 years old.
There's another list,
Of just one thing that I missed,
All because I had a fear of failing.
One thing that I left,
Highly unadressed,
Without a line dividing up the letters.
If I ignored those little words,
I could move on and do so much better.
And we can watch movies,
And we can watch movies,
Where all ends well.
And we can do coffee,
Yes we can do coffee,
Where all starts hell.
