self deception is the hardest kind
no one thinks they betray themselves
but it happens all the time
i did the best i could but sometimes it’s not enough
i wasn’t sure about what i was holding
didn’t have the guts to bluff
i knew where i needed to go and i started there
i’m not sure why i stopped i guess that i got scared
i went halfway…

sometimes we don’t see eye to eye
reaction’s automatic without asking why
it’s just as hard for us to tear things down
as it is to build them up it’s working the same ground
every time we fight we’re pushed apart
and it gets harder than ever to find a place to start
meet me halfway…

there’ll be no more waiting, no more wasted time
locking yourself away is the greatest crime
all the things i used to feel, i still do
walking down the same old road wearing new shoes
sometimes when you hurry it hurts so i’ll go slow
and i’ve covered a lot of ground
but i’ve still got a way to go
about halfway…