Got so much to tell you I don't know where to start
Some things I never told you, stuff you never had a part
but, beyond the long discussion, it all comes crashing down
Crashing down, crashing down

You came across a photo I had high upon the shelf
Couldn't understand why I kept it; not too sure I know myself
Now my life has changed so much, I feel it finally turn around
or could it be crashing down?

CHORUS:
The tip of my hat, the best-laid plan
Edge of my seat and all I could stand
Quick as a wink, a kick at the can
The end of my rope in the palm of my hand

A million little questions, a thousand points of view
The reflection in your eyes is not what I see in you
but, beyond the long discussion, suspicions abound