Somewhere in the Middle
Written by
Errol Walsh/Dave Luke
Somewhere in the middle of it all
It ain't no coincidence
That I'm sitting on this fence
I can't make my mind up where the pieces fall
I'm just somewhere in the middle of it all
Right from the start I been walking a line
That stretches down the middle of my heart and my mind
Should I lean to the left, or should I lean to the right?
And does it really matter, is it all just black and white?
Well the only thing that's clear to me
Is that I stand in doubt
Am I outside looking in or inside looking out?
Well I ain’t ever going to learn to dance
If I don't take a step or two and learn to take a chance
And it really doesn't matter if I stumble or if I fall
I'll just land somewhere in the middle of it all
Somewhere in the middle of it all
It ain't no coincidence
That I'm sitting on this fence
I can't make my mind up where the pieces fall
I'm just somewhere in the middle of it all
Ask me again in a few more years or so
About the choices that I made and where I aim to go
But I can't guarantee that I'll be any wiser then
But I might know a step or two that I didn't ‘way back when’
So don't be too surprised to find that nothing's changed at all
And I'm still somewhere here in the middle of it all
Somewhere in the middle of it all
It ain't no coincidence
That I'm sitting on this fence .
I can't make my mind up where the pieces fall
I'm just somewhere in the middle of it all