Blurry Eyed

Recovering from the fear. Skip a line from the page. March in time with my feet on tight. Stepping up, blurry eyed. Recovering from the fear. With a blast of the sun. March in time with my feet untied. Stepping up, blurry eyed. And it's not a mistake. I'd spend it with you. When the crash in my world was brought back so soon. Stepping up, blurry eyed