Jumping The Gun

I think I'm sick of second best and silver medals

Another trophy of regret that says I could've done better

I wish that I could just restart with more momentum

With better luck and better cards and my best intentions

All I know is I should have thought things over

All I know is I could have done this better

I'm jumping the gun

I'm taking the wheel

Fighting with wounds that just won't heal

And I'm trusting You

Faith will make a way

I'm holding my breath

Chasing a dream

Out on a whim you're there with me

And I'm trusting You

faith will make a way

Hard to believe it

These old habits they die hard this friction finds me weak

I think I've taken them to heart these addictions always bleed

I am out on the edge

I am taking a step

I know you'll catch me when I fall