Razor's edge

Walking on Razor's edge, so hard for me to find my way home. How could it have come to this? So hard to pick the right from the wrong. I can't try to hide behind myself anymore. I can't try to reason...

In this turbulence That we're flying through, I just can't fix my eyes on what I love in you. Yet in the calm of the storm's eye, I know that there are reasons why we still must try. Rummage through...