Skipping Steps Songtext
von Alex Nackman

I never was meant
For the time I was born
I think too hard
With more compassion than scorn
And I simply lay on my beach′s shore
Just past the waves, the mood becomes forlorn

And it won't make any difference
How you cut it up
The love, loss, and wasted time
I′m skipping steps to read you, reach you
It won't make any difference
How you cut it up
The love, loss, and wasted time
I'm skipping steps to read you, reach you


Lately I′ve changed maybe for better or worse
I analyze thoughts with less time to rehearse
And I′ve been writing more and taking breaths
Savor late nights before tomorrow sweats

And it won't make any difference
How you cut it up
The love, loss, and wasted time
I′m skipping steps to read you, reach you
It won't make any difference
How you cut it up
The love, loss, and wasted time
I′m skipping steps to read you, reach you

And it won't make any difference
How you cut it up
The love, loss, and wasted time
Skipping steps to read you, reach you

Skipping steps to read you, reach you
I′m skipping steps to read you, reach you
Skipping steps to read you, reach you
I'm skipping steps to read you, reach you