9.10.2009

Rein Me In

I'm all passion and no sense
leave the gate open while mending the fence
won't take the bit at my own expense
who's gonna rein me in

I think too much so I hold my tongue
You already caught me, that's when I start to run
Broke the bridle when I was young
who's gonna rein me in

I hold myself so still
While I detonate inside
In the aftershock I'm surprised you don't see
The flames flowering in my eyes

But I smile brightly while I'm bleeding
My mind is stern, but my eyes are pleading
without a bridle, without a bit
who's gonna rein me in