Set me on my destination

Point me the way to my position

What's the meaning of my mission

I have made my decision clear



I don't need another reason

I don't want anymore prime time

I have made my decision

Not for the first but for the last time



I'm setting on slow

I'm building it up

I'm letting it go

The pressure will blow on time



I don't want another story

You can place it with your nursery rhymes

I don't want to take the glory

Why don't you and him take it this time



I don't need another reason

I can't make another plan

I know you're both in secret liason

So we must go our separate ways



I'm setting on slow

I'm building it up

I'm letting it go

The pressure will blow on time



So I'll keep pushing my position

Till the pressure builds it well

But I keep pressing your decision

Till you've made your mind up as well



I can't take another season

I can't make another play

I know you're in secret liason

So we must go our separate ways



I'm setting on slow

I'm building it up

I'm letting it go

The pressure will blow on time