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