Tread Carefully

Who really wants to know what tomorrow knows?

Is it better left alone at the bottom of the ocean?

It's somewhat comforting to know you never really know a thing

Just a belief in something better left unopened

Who really wants to know the theories and the formulas?

A heart is not and never was an object you can measure

And if I never find the blooper to this life of mine

At least I know some quandaries are better left unanswered

Oh

If there's one thing I've learned

It's that I can't trust anything

If there's one thing I know

It's that love only really happens when you're aren't really looking

So tread carefully, move cautiously

And tiptoe around me, I'll tiptoe around you

Tread carefully, don't wait for me

And then maybe someday, I'll be there waiting too

I'll be there waiting, too

Who really wants to know what tomorrow knows

The fortuneteller's prophecy, the alleyway to heaven?

Who really wants to know the teaser to a riddle?

I'd rather hold a secret than dilute it with a question

Ah

Who wants to justify the man behind the strings?

Is it better left alone, is it better left alone? Ah

It's somewhat comforting to think I'm just a vessel

Not a thing, a distant echo that reminds me of my passing on

So tread carefully, move cautiously

And tiptoe around me, I'll tiptoe around you

Tread carefully, don't wait for me

And then maybe someday, I'll be there waiting too

I'll be there waiting

Tread carefully, don't wait for me

And then maybe someday, I'll be there waiting too