You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages.

Never reach out your hand unless you're willing to extend an arm.

We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we've come. And peer down the highway from here to eternity and reach out for love on the run.

Every time I got around one guy, the next one was coming.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he's fresh out of law school, you gave him a license to steal.

I know there's a big bad world out there, but I rarely come across it.