MAN OVERBOARD

Mr. Pitiful doesn't live here anymore
It all went out the window
The day that you came through the door

Bright dancing eyes
Hot sun and thunder
One second glance
Poor guys going under
Took a trip, struck a chord
Man Overboard

Since he saw you smile
Took a look into your face
He’s a man on a mission
And he's here to overstate the case

It's way beneath the guy
To wax this lyrical
They'll have to find another word for miracle
Submission is its own reward
Man Overboard

It only took a trip, a momentary lapse
He knew there could be no soft landing
It only goes to show you never really know
How near to the edge you’re standing

If he's off the scale
Cut the boy a little slack
It's a death or glory trail
It's not a time for holding back

You won't reach him now he's in too deep
Making promises I don't think he can keep
Touching what he can't afford
Man Overboard