It's Insane
Paul Wright, Tim Harrington
Standing in the driveway looking at the storm,
I was still a kid then,
rain would soon fill the memory up.
Doing what we all do,
stand it on its head.
Feet don’t make me do this,
sky has already made my bed.
Love is blind,
love’s unkind.
It’s insane,
but does it matter?
I keep trying
and it’s mine,
it’s insane.
Hospital hallway,
walking to your room,
something in me waking,
knowing this will be over soon.
Now I’m in the jetstream
on Air Canada,
everything is shaking,
I just wanna get back to you.
Love is blind,
love’s unkind.
It’s insane!
It doesn't matter
I keep trying,
and it’s mine,
it’s insane.
Insane!
