Borderline

You're a rich man, but a poor man

With your pockets in line with gold

Always in the middle, neither hot or cold

And you think you've found your freedom

But it always slips away

Nothing ever satisfies, you always have to payOn the borderline, you're standing on the borderline

You're waiting for the place and time and living in between

On the borderline, you're standing on the borderline

It's gotta be your world or mine, so which way will you leanSo much indecision leaves you hanging in the air

You can't remain forever 'cause there's nothing there

With one foot in the ocean and the other on the shore

You'll be goin' nowhere, 'til you step on through the doorBorderline, you're standing on the borderline

You're waiting for the place and time and living in between

On the borderline, you're standing on the borderline

It's gotta be your world or mine, so which way will you leanNow I know your wheels are spinning, but you never seem to move

I can see right through you, so what you tryin' to prove

And it's not coincidental that you're always on the run

No more second chances now, the day is almost doneOn the borderline, you're standing on the borderline

You're waiting for the place and time and living in between

On the borderline, you're standing on the borderline

It's gotta be your world or mine, so which way will you lean