Drifting

How can I keep, from straying
It's an easy one, it's a simple thing

Nothing can keep me from dragging my feet
It's a choice I was given, it's a choice I received
When we finally stop dragging our feet
It's a choice we surrender, to gain everything

When I walk into, a room full of fire, naturally I want to burn, such a human desire
I know you well, as well as you know me
It's still an easy one, It's still a simple thing
I know its skin and bones but I want more for my body, I want more