Mark Owen

Close To The Edge

Mark Owen


I was into, 
Like a sudden fix from a bowl of sugar, 
To you 
And all that you were standing for, 
Yeah, you knew, 
I was so caught up that I could barely move, 
To stop you, 
From having everything and more 
Do you pick me up, 
To put me under 
Break me in, 
So you can choose your ways to put me back again 
You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, 
You can leave me turned into nothing instead, 
You can leave me close to the edge, 
You won't ever hear me hit the ground 
Are you into, 
Have you given up, have we gone to far, 
Do you wander, 
Or are you staying where we are 
I abhor you, 
Yet all the while still I adore 
Knowing you, 
And all that might have been before 
Do I say too much, to take you over 
Break me in, 
So I can choose my ways to put me back again 
You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, 
You can leave me turned into nothing instead, 
You can leave me close to the edge, 
You won't ever hear me hit the ground 
Cos I'm floored but not broken, 
And I'm scarred but I'll heal 
Yeah I'm blissfully tortured, 
Naked and real 
And I'm stung and I'm sorry, 
But I'm calm now and clear 
Like the sky hanging over, 
Like the scratch on my shoulder, 
That I no longer feel, feel 
I was into 
Too close to the edge, 
Too close to the edge 
You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, 
You can leave me turned into nothing instead, 
You can leave me close to the edge, 
You won't ever hear me, 
Ever hear me 
Hit the ground