Tiptoes
Tip-tiptoes softly on the grass
But you won't find nothing there at all
Tip-tiptoes slowly on your hands
'Cause you can't walk out of this mess, no
Tip-tiptoes softly on the grass
But you won't find nothing there at all
Tip-tiptoes slowly on your hands
'Cause you can't walk
The start is coming round and round again
And you are, and you are
The start is coming round and round again
And you are, and you are
You ask for someone to help you
But no one cares enough to look up
You can't ask for someone to help you
If you don't care enough to look around you
You ask for someone to help you
But no one care enough to look up
You can't ask for someone to help you
If no one cares
The start is coming round and round again
And you are, and you are
The start is coming round and round again
And you are, and you are
Your tiptoes
Your tiptoes
Your tiptoes
Your tiptoes
Your tiptoes
Your tiptoes
Autor(es): Kevin Stephen Baird, Samuel Matthew Halliday, Alexander James Trimble
