drive

sometimes i feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
and i cant help but ask myself how much i’ll let the fear take the wheel and steer

it’s driven me before,
it seems to have a vague
haunting mass appeal
lately i’m beginning to find
that i should be the one behind the wheel

whatever tomorrow brings, i’ll be there
with open arms and open eyes yeah
whatever tomorrow brings,
i’ll be there, i’ll be there

so if i decide to waiver my chance
to be one of the hive
will i choose water over wine
and hold my own and drive, oh oh

it’s driven me before, it seems to be the way
that everyone else get around
lately, i’m beginning to find
that when i drive myself, my light is found

whatever tomorrow brings, i’ll be there
with open arms and open eyes yeah
whatever tomorrow brings,
i’ll be there, i’ll be there

would you choose water over wine
hold the wheel and drive