Wish I were Small

    Where is the line that we can’t cross (X3)
    Lets cross it, exhaust it, test it, and let it rest (x2)
    In our arms.

We have to trust, trust, trust that there is enough love
To fulfill us, to fill everyone, everyone

    Where is the line that we can’t cross (X3)
    Lets cross it, exhaust it, test it, and let it rest (x2)
    In our arms.

If I knew spells, of invisibility
I would slip into you

Or if I could transform into something new to give me a view into you
I could try to understand why you do what you do

    Where is the line that we can’t cross (X3)

I wish I were small
I could fit under cracks and through holes in the wall
Try to understand what makes a man fall

Or if I were tall I could touch the sky
Swing from the stars
I could try to understand what makes god, god.

    Where is the line that we can’t cross (X3)
    Lets cross it, exhaust it, test it, and let it rest (x2)
    In our arms.

The combined twisted workings of our interwoven histories
I’ll learn yours and you can learn me

Who do you love, who did you love
And is there room in there to love me?

    Where is the line that we can’t cross (X3)
    Lets cross it, exhaust it, test it, and let it rest (x2)
    In our arms.