Handstands - Bryde

I didn’t know which way was up

Which way was down

Handstands and cartwheels on the bed

Just to taint us from running

You can try if you want to

Try holding your breath

But you deny what you want

And you’re just fooling yourself

Both of my hands are on the wheel

You watch the road

Trashed all the maps along the way

But I know the places you need to go

You cry if you want to

You can smile

You can lie

But you deny what you want

And it’ll keep coming back

Glued to the floor

I’m not sure why I’m here

There’s a sign on your door

Sayin' no nobody’s in

But I’m in the mood for lovin' you

Like I used to

Cut glass and gravel underfoot

But we find our flow

Handstands and somersaults

Ahead as the feeling come and go

And you can try if you want to

Try and keep in all down

But you deny that it hurts

And it’ll keep coming 'round

Glued to the floor

I’m not sure why I’m here

There’s a sign on your door

Sayin' no nobody’s in

But I’m in the mood for lovin' you

Like I used to