Some people will slip away if let go
 When asked to stand still amidst a movement of soul
 They won't simply stand for the concept of chance
 With those between their ankles
 
 I could not have asked for him to wait
 But I wish he would have known if he would have just stood still
 He would still be here for me to call home
 To call home
 
 And I know why I am here
 'Cause baby I am not people
 To me that is so clear
 That as this world keeps sinking deeper
 I will simply stand for the concept of chance
 With those between my ankles
 
 Oh
 I could not have asked for him to wait
 But I wish he would have known if he would have just stood still
 He would still be here for me to call home
 To call home
 
 Some people will slip away if let go
 When asked to stand still
 Amidst a movement of soul
 They won't simply stand for the concept of chance
 With those between their ankles
 With those between their ankles