Close To The Edge Songtext
von John Illsley
Close To The Edge Songtext
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
You tried to climb a mountain. Now you're climbing walls instead.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
Is it best to toe the line or go where Angels fear to tread.
Broken stones and broken bones.
Broken hearts and broken homes.
Nothing left except your pride.
When all this energy collides.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
You tried to climb a mountain now you're climbing walls instead.
Heard some rumours of the future.
Better make sens of today.
No one wants to be a martyr.
When there's other games to play.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
Is it best to toe the line or go where angels fear to tread.
Can't get angry with the angels.
They're so difficult to find.
There's a club they call heaven.
But your credit cards declined.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
You tried to climb a mountain now you're climbing walls instead.
You tried to climb a mountain. Now you're climbing walls instead.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
Is it best to toe the line or go where Angels fear to tread.
Broken stones and broken bones.
Broken hearts and broken homes.
Nothing left except your pride.
When all this energy collides.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
You tried to climb a mountain now you're climbing walls instead.
Heard some rumours of the future.
Better make sens of today.
No one wants to be a martyr.
When there's other games to play.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
Is it best to toe the line or go where angels fear to tread.
Can't get angry with the angels.
They're so difficult to find.
There's a club they call heaven.
But your credit cards declined.
Getting close to the edge hanging by a silver thread.
You tried to climb a mountain now you're climbing walls instead.
Writer(s): John Edward Illsley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com