Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear Take the wheel and steer It's driven me And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal But lately I am beginning to find I Should be the one behind the wheel
Whatever brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes
So I decide to waiver my chance to be one of hive Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? It's me before And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around But I'm beginning to find that When I drive myself my light is found
So tomorrow brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes
Would you kill the Queen to crush the Would you choose water over wine Hold the wheel and drive?