歌词
(Verse 1)
Tripping over footpaths, just another day
Walking into door frames, in my usual clumsy way
I can’t seem to find my balance, no matter how I try
Every step I take, it feels like I’m flying high
(Chorus)
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Stubbing my toe, dropping my phone, it’s everywhere
Hitting my head, walking into tables, oh what a sight
Tripping over my own feet, in the morning light
(Verse 2)
I’m the master of disaster, it’s my claim to fame
Everywhere I go, it’s always the same
Bumping into strangers, making quite a scene
Living life unbalanced, like a walking dream
(Chorus)
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Stubbing my toe, dropping my phone, it’s everywhere
Hitting my head, walking into tables, oh what a sight
Tripping over my own feet, in the morning light
(Bridge)
But through the bumps and bruises, I find my way
Laughing off the missteps, come what may
In this clumsy dance, I’ll take it in stride
With every little trip, I’m learning to glide
(Chorus)
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Stubbing my toe, dropping my phone, it’s everywhere
Hitting my head, walking into tables, oh what a sight
Tripping over my own feet, in the morning light
(Outro)
So here’s to all the clumsy, we’ll make it through
With every little stumble, we’ll find something new
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Living life unbalanced, without a care
(Verse 3)
Misplacing all my keys, spilling every drink
Can't keep my balance, no time to stop and think
Running into corners, knocking things off shelves
Sometimes I wonder if I need some help
(Chorus)
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Stubbing my toe, dropping my phone, it’s everywhere
Hitting my head, walking into tables, oh what a sight
Tripping over my own feet, in the morning light
(Verse 4)
But there's a charm in chaos, in every little fall
Learning to embrace it, imperfections and all
Dancing through the madness, finding my own beat
With every trip and stumble, life feels more complete
(Chorus)
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Stubbing my toe, dropping my phone, it’s everywhere
Hitting my head, walking into tables, oh what a sight
Tripping over my own feet, in the morning light
(Outro)
So here’s to all the clumsy, we’ll make it through
With every little stumble, we’ll find something new
Walking into door frames, tripping over chairs
Living life unbalanced, without a care
