Handed Over

God knows I've carried the torch of indecision worry

see the watchers watching... I know you're grounded in

years of family history worry leave the talkers talking

on...

To the ones she needs on a ride I believe

"Take the chances while you're young"

And the ones who too soon handed over

Now see what they've done...

The years have shown you our way the doormat face down

wipe your feet on our good graces... Take in their

words and their meaning good intentions hand it over

take your places now...

To the ones she needs on a ride I believe

"Take the chances while you're young"

And the ones who too soon handed over

Now see what they've done...

I'm a little bit tired... I'm a little bit jaded...

And I need someone to tell me "you can make it..."

I'm a little bit tired... I'm a little bit jaded...

And I need someone to tell me "you can make it..."

I know your fear and I still believe you can descend

without the wings to fly... And in time you'll carry

your food for ammunition compass strength across the

wire now...

To the ones she needs on a ride I believe

"Take the chances while you're young"

And the ones who too soon handed over

Now see what they've done...