Testo Treading These Waters The Red Unsaid
You say you donât know what you want to become
Door number 1, 2, or is 3 the one?
Dreams are just dreams âtil you make them alive
Pick one before life decides
Time wonât stand still while you try to decide;
Look at the years youâve already denied
This lasting delay makes confusion unwind
So why donât you make up your mind?
*chorus:
Youâre treading these waters all night and all day, expecting a current to wash you one way
But waiting will hurt you the day that you find
You donât have the will to look on or behind
Sometimes good things will just fall in your lap
But most of the time it takes effort for that
Why not move forward, whatâs holding you here?
You want so much more but give into your fear
*chorus*
*bridge:
But if you let yourself try
And if it doesnât work out
This place you call your comfort zone
Will still be here without a doubt
Without a doubt
*chorus*
You wonât have the will to look on or behind