Something started inside
Like a wave from the ocean
Ignited by the tide
And it keeps me hoping
That the direction we take
Doesn't let the pain linger
That the common mistake
Doesn't burn on my finger
See, we feed the emotion
And we feel like we need it
But too close to the notion
And it bites the hand that feeds it
So what shall it be
The rope or the vine
Finish flat with the key
But don't tread on the line
Cos no one likes to be used
The engine's running, don't you see
At least wipe off your shoes
Before you walk all over me
Something started inside
Like a wave from the ocean
Ignited by the tide
And it keeps me hoping
That the direction we take
Doesn't let the pain linger
That the common mistake
Doesn't burn on my finger
Cos no one likes to be used
The engine's running, don't you see
At least wipe off your shoes
Before you walk all over me