Tightrope - Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors

I feel like an old soul

I feel like a sinking ship

Can’t get no sleep, can’t just let it be

Like I’m walking on tightrope

I feel like a slow dance

I feel like a last chance

Played hard to get, one too many regrets

Like walking a tightrope

I want to go wherever you go

Through the night where the storms roll

Till the rising sun meets the morning

Want to go wherever you go, Wherever you go

I feel the weight of my sorrow

Without the promise of tomorrow

So much to gain and so much to lose

Like walking on a tightrope

I hear the sirens in the west wind

I feel the devils at work again

Saying it’s too late, a lifetime of mistakes

Like walking on a tightrope

I want to go wherever you go

Through the night no matter where the storms roll

Till the rising sun meets the morning

Want to go wherever you go

I want to go wherever you go

Through the night no matter where the storms roll

Till the rising sun meets the morning

Want to go wherever you go

Wherever you go

Wherever you go

Wherever you go

Wherever you

Go