I don't know if I have rhythm
I am afraid I'll fall if I climb too high
I try to think my way out of the way I'm going
I am not ready to dance, my feet wont even move
Not ready to swing, may have lost the groove
Keep my feet on the ground
'cause I already fall too much as it is
On the subject of falling--
I think I'm not ready to love someone
I'll convince myself I don't--not now...
They won't be around when I'm ready anyway
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