The Deep End

THE DEEP END
B. Rogers

Staring at the bottom of a well
Will somebody turn the light on?
Dry as a desert
Why am I always hesitant
To make a connection?
I should try on
Someone new
Who I could belong to
I know....everybody says that

But, I cannot begin to think
That I can choose to swim or sink
I’m in over my head

Maybe I’m being too hasty
But this is what the lonely made me
Oh…

I fall hard
So far gone
I’m also scared to sink in
Falling in the deep end
You notice
I’m frozen
Heart’s on defense
Scared of falling in the deep end

Grief is blessing
Yeah, it teaches the lesson
That you’re needing.
Control is a fantasy
Hope is a tragedy
Search in between the lines you’re reading
I suppose
I could be less morose about love
But what if I’m right?

Cuz I cannot pretend to think
That I can choose to swim or sink.
I’m in over my head

Probably being too hasty
But I’m what the lonely made me
Oh…

I fall hard
So far gone
I’m also scared to sink in
Falling in the deep end
You notice
I’m frozen
Heart’s on defense
Scared of falling in the deep end