your walk is smooth, slowly you're invading
your compass is good, but your footsteps are fading
you can't rely on common sense
one word away from your last chance
if you quit running

oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to say you love her

you analyse, it makes you short-sighted
you thought if you would downsize, you would be enlightened
but you're high on fear this summer's end
and she has cut the trees to gain some land

oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to say you love her

oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to say you

in that paradise, she will make you a giant
you're only one inch away from that awfully high end
but no remorse means no escape
you'll be on top but out of shape
you can't stop running

oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to say you love her

oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to tell
oooh you're trying to say you love her