Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if i?ll make it out of here,
but the wind blows round my heels, so I stay -
I rememnber lying there, wishing I could be someone else
trying to find somehow to get away
PRE CHORUS: Em
If I ask him nicely d'you think he'd show me how to fly,
'cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and I'm too tired to try
I?m sure he?s out there listening, but he?s too tied up rigth now
to try, ( ah )
all my sins
'cos I can?t stop now, (oh )
Just don?t leave behind