Il testo della Overhead

The things i want are tearing me apart
I knew this from the start
They're daggers to your heart
Though i desire to trade my will with yours
I'm shutting open doors and crawling on all fours
I need your touch, open my eyes
Cut me down to size, i'm dying to rise

(chorus)
I promised i'd be less and let you be more
In my attempt to do what i have read
To die is gain, i want to serve the one i adore
But it appears there's too much overhead

I'd rather stay than give my life away
The life that i have made, a price i just can't pay
So i ignore your calling from the shore
You offer so much more but the cost i can't afford
Short-sighted eyes, my spirit's demise
Listening to lies, dying to rise

(chorus)

I need your touch, open my eyes
Cut me down to size, i'm dying to rise

(chorus)