Walking It Off

Head to the wall
Not at all what was asked for
Turn that old look to how good we've got it here
Walking it off, I knew it was uncalled for,
Took to the ground by the sound of
'It's up to you'
There's nothing out of our hands
There's nothing out of our hands
Souls don't decide
Why should I be obliged to?
Keep that in mind while I lay there
Beside you tonight
I could only comfort you in ways
That time is lost in time it took to say
'There's nothing out of our hands'
There's nothing out of our hands
Walking it off, I knew it was uncalled for
Turn that old look
See how good we've got it here



Credits
Writer(s): Ellen Marie Leon Gallagher
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