North of the Border

Scrape my nails across a brick

I'll describe my mornings in the early hours

My pulses are racing, my heart beats out loud

I am north of the border (and I'm cold and I sweat)

And I worry I worry what tomorrow will bring

Scrape my nails across a brick

I walk north of the border and step over the line

To a place of frustration (going out of my mind)

I've tried wearing bright colours to brighten my life

But the truth cuts through fashion, it cuts like a knife

Just look at our faces, yes they say more than words

We're so lost in our problems

We're so lost in our world

Yesterday - nothing

But today is o.k. - I've enough to survive on

Tomorrow's another day

Scrape my nails across a brick