Scott Matthews Head First Into Paradise
Heaven pinned a medal on your chest for bravery
In the face of the fight.
As you bathe another wound from the battle you lose,
Your faith takes a nosedive.
There's so much that we don't talk about.
If only I could hear those words that avoid your mouth,
I could speak up for you.
Now I watch as you tread away,
Your head's afloat for another day.
Do you ever feel you're running blind?
Heading into nowhere and sailing without wind
As the doubts remain.
'Cause you're sick and tired of worrying about tomorrow,
Today's not even started and it's a blink of a day you glimpse.
If you were given the key
Would you leave me a note at first light
As you go head-first into paradise?
Stringing up your shoes with the bad luck blues,
Your feet don't know which way to turn.
Untouched by wind or sun, you're exposing
A core that's starting to burn.
There's so much that I never see.
If only I could borrow your eyes and take a peek,
I could keep watch for you.
Now I watch as you grip the reins,
And take control of a blinded horse led astray.
Do you ever feel your heart's been denied
Of happy-ever endings amidst a fading light?
I think it's time for change
'Cause I want you to wake not worrying about tomorrow.
I know I want to be just like you, except without the losing streak.
So when you're given the key
Will you leave me a note at first light
As you go head first into paradise?
