why is my heart nin the palm of a life that gets away nbefore the sun reaches high enough nthat the shadows are not there? nnterrified before the joy ngive in to life is such a joy nyou capture this and you won't let it go nno you won't let it go nbut if you squeeze real hard nit's gonna slip out before you know nthat this life that will tickle everything nit's life and that's all it wants to be nthe crater on the moon is not the same nas the crater deep in me nyeah a kite is high, and so am i nthe fruit is gonna rip nright though my veins nand right through my heart of steel nthat's not really made out of steeln ndon't let this feeling go away ndon't let this feeling go away