Do you know the fear of failing in something you once loved to do It would seem so far away, that you'd simply doubt the day you did it Just like that each piece of treasure hides behind a hill of pressure And I don't own those climbing shoes to get there, to get there Will you lend me yours to get there, to get there
Need to get there, to get there Need to get there, to get there
Why is it way harder to trust in your own abilities Than in someone else's manifested disbelief Clearly I'm the one who knows best, what I'm able to achieve Still I'm in my way, being my toughest critique
Need to get there, to get there Need to get there, to get there Need to get there, to get there Need to get there, to get there, to get there
Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my way Will I ever get out of my wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
