Paradox - The Church

You are a paradox to me, a senseless maze

I run around, I’m looking for you all of my days

The more that you want it, the more that you need it

The less that it does

Run out it’s rough, too much is enough

And that’s what it was

I cannot bear to share you, we can’t be alone

You make me drift up and float, and fall like a stone

The more that I see you, the more that I miss you

The less that I care

I know I should try to kiss you goodbye, but

You’re never there

I’ve got a nickname for you, I call you weakness

I get a little strength out too, or is it meekness

The more that you want it, the more that you need it

The less that it does

Run out it’s rough, too much is enough

And that’s what it was

You are a paradox to me, a contradiction

You’re a predicament for me, and a prediction