Legs, Run

What height is the ceiling this time? It doesn't change the manner of it Make me taller than the line on the wall I wanna get ahead of it And I won't miss it this time My eyes are so open wide Proof that it's more than I think I'll let you in again I stumble like a doe On these jagged rocks Will hawks hang overhead? Who will I love in the end? Who will I love in the end? I'll go where I am led Who will I love in the end? Who will I love in the end?