Upper Hand

The distance to the end

Is closer now than it's ever been

The road we traveled far

All the lights and sights we saw

No room left on the pages

We filled 'em up and painted some

Though the book, it may never be read

Oh, by anyone, oh, anyone but me

And I hope the people are smiling

And I hope that today and every day is grand

Oh, I apologize, so sorry 'bout the timing

But you know, something that I never had was the upper hand

Lonely ship on the horizon

Silhouette fading out

Bright lights make for dark shadows

The lines, once defined, getting blurry now

And I hope the people are smiling

Oh, how I always wanted to be like one of them

Oh, I apologize, so sorry 'bout the timing

Oh, but you know, something that I never had was the upper hand

Upper hand

Help to carry me home

Help to carry me home

Oh, help to carry me home, yeah

Carry me

Carry me home

Carry me home

Just need a few of you, a few of you

Maybe just the two of you, two of you