Latin Class

You lost a piece of the action, no one's ever relaxing Should you be documenting all your life?

I can't behold you baby, if you're not beholding to me I'm broken and bruised, waiting for the answers Tongue-tied and cruising, it hurts to take the chances I'm losing. I'm losing you

Every blind alley you turned Every lesson you never learned The final bridge you burned From the tiny spark to the flame that you spurned

You chose a new class action, there was a chain reaction Could you be coming back to life? Just don't know baby

I can't just hold you baby, if you're not beholding to me I'm broken and bruised, waiting for the chances Tongue-tied untwisted, I'm finding all the answers Am I amusing? Amusing you?

Nowhere to hide, no place to run to Kneel at your side, every tide that I turn to, I got nowhere to bleed, nowhere to hide I'm a fool and I can't see it, owning my reality

Words and music, guitar, bass and vocals Dave Bradley