You drown not by falling into the river, but by staying submerged in it.
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
Please come here.. come right on over..
when we collide we’ll see what gets left over
… There is no line that you can’t step right over
Turn a new page, tear the old one out;
I’ll try to see things your way
and I’m gonna love you anyway.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map