morning after waking up to see that she s lying in bed right next to me with an empty bottle of c and c oh my god what a night of debauchery there s a thin line between haste and action a thin line between obsession and passion but i walk the line cause ain t no time to waste emotionally drive i ve got a dream to chase but nobody ever said you ve gotta walk it alone every man deserves a pretty girl at home with the love that she supplys you share the highs and the lows when you look into her eyes she just smiles and it shows you get weak knees when she comes around you can t speak free cause of how you think it sounds butterflies creeping up into your chest and the whiskey logic has you thinking you should confess but there s a thin line between haste and action so just sit back and enjoy the chain reaction you can t force a moment can t create the devine but if you wait patiently it s just something you ll find there was a bottle of wine a case of beer 90 minutes flat we made it disappear we had a couple of laughs she had a look in her eye i had a couple of thoughts as to the reason why it was summer time and we were living in ease on an overcast night with an underblown breaze there ain t ever been a sight quite as pretty to me as a brown eyed flower child drinking straight whiskey there was liquid courage running through my veins and we went bar to bar running thought the raine the kind of love that drives a man insane an oasis of bliss in a sea of pain but theres a thing line between haste and action and now im crossing lines in search of satisfaction truth of the matter its as simple as this happiness can t exist unless you take a little risk last call the destroyer of dreams we were making a scene they had to ask us to leave so we took it paste what we once concieved with a moonlit walk along an empty street and she looked at me with a close lipped smile and said shes not going home tonight my reply quite simply put will you still love me in mornings light 