Dancing On The Fire

She is, twenty five, spent over half of her life

So afraid to speak her mind, it's such a shame

'Cause what a brilliant mind she has

And now that she's been introduced to confidence

She doesn't see, that she is bordering on arrogance

When will she learn, to come back to the middle

He is, a young black man, grew up without his father

And now it falls into his hands, to protect his mother

'Cause if he doesn't, well then who will, his older brother lives in fear

Of everything, especially, trying to fill his father's shoes

Respectively, they go to extremes, of masculine and feminine

Chasing dreams, but they keep on falling

'Cause they don't know no balance

When will they learn, to come back to the middle

You gotta take the good with the bad, and you might hit the wall

Sometimes you'll fly and sometimes you'll fall

There ain't no way, to avoid the pain

But it's getting burned, that's how you will learn

To come back to the middle

Needing to protect yourself now that is just a part of life

If you let your fears keep you from flying, you will never reach your height

To get to the top you must come back to the middle

When will we learn, to come back to the middle

Come back to the middle, Come back to the middle

Don't make no mind about falling down

'Cause it's when you're in that valley

You can see both sides more clearly

Come back to the middle