I can tie my own shoelaces In three different ways I don't mind the darkness Or stumbling around in the haze In a crowd I'm a riot But when it comes to one on one I'm all lost for words At the first step I might get married In downtown Vegas At the drive through With the blessing of Elvis She might be an old flame Or a girl I just met But that's where I stall At the first step I see you here It's been ten years We were just friends I feared anything else But now I've changed The one you knew is dead But still I falter At the first step
© David Gilliver 1999