Like a stone are you hanging on my chest.
Somedays it feels like I drop it, but in someway I always catch it.
I\'ve been a master on it.
Drop the havy things,
then it\'s like a reflex.
\'cuz I\'m always finding the stone again.

You are like a rock,
it\'s hard to get to the top.
But when I reach it,
I know that\'s the best thing that ever could happend.