| Back and forth, I sway with the wind |
| Resolution slips away again |
| Right through my fingers, back into my heart |
| Where it’s out of reach and it’s in the dark |
| Sometimes I think I’m blind |
| Or I may be just paralyzed |
| Because the plot thickens every day |
| And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away |
| But I know, there’s a picture beneath |
| Indecision clouds my vision |
| No one listens… |
| Because I’m somewhere in between |
| My love and my agony |
| You see, I’m somewhere in between |
| My life is falling to pieces |
| Somebody put me together |
| Layin' face down on the ground |
| My fingers in my ears to block the sound |
| My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight |
| Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight |
| Droplets of «yes"and «no» |
| In an ocean of «maybe» |
| From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline |
| From the top, another downhill slope of mine |
| But I know, the equilibrium’s there |
| Indecision clouds my vision |
| No one listens |
| Because I’m somewhere in between |
| My love and my agony |
| You see, I’m somewhere in between |
| My life is falling to pieces |
| Somebody put me together |