Lyrics

Sort Of

Some people are givers
They never ask for nothing
Never taking their rest
You seem 'em married to the takers
The lovers of themselves
The lovers of the others
Always expecting the best...

So what sort of people are you?
Do you like the middle ground
Or will you corner me too soon?
And what sort of people am I?
I need to know before we rise
Fall in, or say goodbye...


Some people get out before the jouney gets started
Some people get in but then they just take off
And down the road some hit the brakes and scoff
While others, they step on the gas
I'd rather leave the car wreck by the side of the road, now baby
And make love to you out here on the grass.

So tell me what sort of people am I
Wouldn't you rather know before you begin to try?
And just what sort of people are we? Would we be?
Should we give and take
Or take a hint and just let eachother be?

Instrumental Solo

Repeat chorus