​not much to say

Sometimes I wonder maybe today's our lucky day
When all this tension just goes away
If you've ever lived in hell then you know very well what it's like
When all this tension runs your life
And we look so far down the road
Trying to find that perfect home

If it burns your hand would you let it go?
And if you couldn't feel it, would we ever know?
And if I'm dragging you down, would you let me know?
And if it's burning your hand, would you let me go?

Do you ever wonder, could there be a way
To live where even dying would be okay?
And we look so far down the road
Trying to find that perfect home

And if it burns your hand would you let it go?
And if you couldn't feel it, would we ever know?
And if I'm dragging you down, would you let me know?
And if it's burning your hand, would you let me go?

Come down to the point where isn't much to gain
Just understanding making