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I love the feeling when we lift off |
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Watching the world so small below |
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I love the dreaming when I think of |
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The safety in the clouds out my window |
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I wonder what keeps us so high up |
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Could there be a love beneath these wings? |
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If we suddenly fall should I scream out |
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Or keep very quite and cling to my mouth? |
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As I'm crying, so frightened of dying |
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Relax, yes, I'm trying |
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This fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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I love the quite of the night time |
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When the sun is drowning in the deathly sea |
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I can feel my heart beating as I speed from |
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Then sense of time catching up with me |
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The sky set out like a pathway |
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But who decides which route we take |
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As people drift into a dream world |
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I close my eyes as my hands shake |
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And when I see a new day |
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Who's driving this anyway |
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I picture my own grave 'cause fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Floating neither up or down |
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I wonder when I'll hit the ground |
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Well, the earth beneath my body shake |
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And cast your sleeping hearts awake |
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Could it tremble stars from moon light skies? |
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Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes? |
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I live on the right side, I sleep in the left |
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That's why everything's gotta be love or death |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
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Yes, this fear's got a hold on me |
