| The past is an ocean |
| You went in too deep |
| But you never even got your feet wet |
| Making promises that you could not keep. |
| She always travels fast |
| While you always travel slow |
| She leaves you behind |
| Wherever you go. |
| Never give less than everything |
| I see success running over your hill |
| Every corner you turn |
| is as bright as a new pin |
| Go to her now, |
| she follows you still. |
| She’ll always catch you |
| trace you rich or poor |
| And see through every choice you make |
| And never ask for more. |
| Love is such a fragile thing |
| Like a breathless faultless wind |
| It only takes one knockout punch |
| For that love to never sing again. |
| Never give less than everything |
| I see success running over your hill |
| Every corner you turn |
| is as bright as a new pin |
| Go to her now, |
| she follows you still. |
| We always hurt the ones we love |
| And I guess we always will |
| Maybe it’s time to make a change |
| Or do we have to swallow that bitter pill. |
| Never give less than everything |
| I see success running over your hill |
| Every corner you turn |
| is as bright as a new pin |
| Go to her now, |
| she follows you still. |
| Yeah, she follows you still. |
| Oh, she follows you still. |