Hanson The Walk Letras:
well deep in the woods
where nothing is seen
a tightrope is strung to his heel
and high on the walk, he's down on one knee
he waits for the slow of the breeze

oh, wow, look at him now, on his feet
high up in the sky

and every moment extends endlessly
it feels as though time isn't moving
and every second, one breath not to breathe
i watch as he moves to the beat

well i'm on the floor, i watch from my seat
i watch as he sways with the trees
and slowly he moves but so elegantly
i'm more on the edge of my seat
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chorus:
on the tightrope, everything's bare
all that there is is from here to there
on the tightrope, the goal is quite clear
don't lose yourself in your fear

everyone waits on the walk
some are long and some small
but all of them tall
everyone must make a choice
will i go for it all
and possibly fall?
the tightrope is thin
i could possibly win on the walk

well high on the walk
the tightrope it bends
and nobody knows where it ends
to win or to lose
you're all on your own
everyone must be alone

chorus
Letras: The Walk Hanson [final]