ONE MORE TIME

(Aden Bubeck, Rich Stitzel)

I seem to recall all the little things
When you ask me to
When all the little things start getting out of hand
Then what will you do?

Now I think I've found a place that I can start it from
And get a hold of you
Then maybe you will finally see things in a different way
From a different view

I walk the line
One more time
I've never cried
although I've lied

I'd like to think
That I am free
But I never thought
To be me

I remember every little thing
That you gave to me
How can you expect my hands to spin the world
Until you set them free?