They took apart our cradle We stepped out onto thin air I never dreamed it would take this long To realize I'd been there Me in the middle I got myself from the water Washed my wings of the oil I couldn't breathe I just balked for days Wrapped in tin foil Me in the middle
Oh brother I think I need you You can stretch You can protect You're the only thing I can cling to There's fire in the ktichen They took apart our cradle It threw us into a boil I should have known you would see it coming In time to recoil Me in the middle