The Edge

I’ll take you to the edge of how I feel
It’s not so pretty, but it’s so real
Beyond the borders of polite excuses
My pride is useless, that’s where the truth is
Out here on the edge of how I feel

Let me drench you in the tears of my regret
Both sides of the windows are soaking wet
You’ll need a raincoat, you’ll need a rowboat
You’ll need a paintbrush to make a rainbow
Out here on the edge of how I feel

They say time heals the pain
Yes well I can’t complain
I’ve just got this hole where my heart was
April comes, yes she will
Like a fool down the hill
With her thorns and her rosebuds
I’ll take you to the edge

I’ll take you to the edge
I’ll take you to the edge
April comes, yes she will
Like a fool down the hill