Set me on my destination
Point me the way to my position
What‘s the meaning of my mission
I have made my decision clear
I don‘t need another reason
I don‘t want anymore prime time
I have made my decision
Not for the first but for the last time
I‘m setting on slow
I‘m building it up
I‘m letting it go
The pressure will blow on time
I don‘t want another story
You can place it with your nursery rhymes
I don‘t want to take the glory
Why don‘t you and him take it this time
I don‘t need another reason
I can‘t make another plan
I know you‘re both in secret liason
So we must go our separate ways
I‘m setting on slow
I‘m building it up
I‘m letting it go
The pressure will blow on time
So I‘ll keep pushing my position
Till the pressure builds it well
But I keep pressing your decision
Till you‘ve made your mind up as well
I can‘t take another season
I can‘t make another play
I know you‘re in secret liason
So we must go our separate ways
I‘m setting on slow
I‘m building it up
I‘m letting it go
The pressure will blow on time