I don't want to be second best
Don't want to stand in line
Don't want to fall behind
Don't want to get caught out
Don't want to do without.
And the lesson I must learn is that I've got to wait my turn
Looks like I got to be hot and cold - I got to be taught and told
Got to be good as gold
But perfectly honest - I think it would be good for me
Coz it's a hindrance to my health and I'm a stranger to myself.
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees.
Well I must be my own master or a miniature disaster will be
It will be the death of me.
I don't have to raise my voice
Don't have to be underhand - just got to understand
That it's gonna be up and down - it's gonna be lost and found
And I can't take to the sky before I like it on the ground.
And I need to be patient and I need to be brave
Need to discover how I need to behave
And I'll find out the answers when I know what to ask
But I speak a different language and everybody's speaking too fast .
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees.
Well I must be my own master - I've got to run a little faster
I need to know I'll last.
If a little miniature disaster hits me it could be the death of me.
-K T Tunstall
1.10.2007
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