You´re a rich man, but a poor man
With your pockets lined with gold
Always in the middle neither hot or cold
And you think you´ve found your freedom
But it always slips away
Nothing ever satisfies, you always have to pay

(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
You´re waiting for the place and time
And living in between
(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
It´s gotta be your world or mine
So which way will you lean

So much indecision
Leaves you hanging in the air
You can´t remain forever ´cause there´s nothing there
With one foot in the ocean
And the other on the shore
You´ll be goin´ nowhere, ´til you step on through the door

(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
You´re waiting for the place and time
And living in between
(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
It´s gotta be your world or mine
So which way will you lean

Now I know your wheels are spinning
But you never seem to move
I can see right through you
So what you tryin´ to prove
And it´s not coincidental
That you´re always on the run
No more second chances now
The day is almost done

(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
You´re waiting for the place and time
And living in between
(On the) Borderline, you´re standing on the borderline
It´s gotta be your world or mine
So which way will you lean