Sometimes I lie awake
wondering if I ll make it out of here
but the wind blows round my heels
so I stay I remember lying there
wishing I could be someone else trying to find somehow to get away.
If I asked him nicely d you think he s show me how to fly
cos the dust has weighed my wings down
and I m too tired to try.
Sometimes I sit here hearing voices in my head I try to understand
to make some sense.
I wonder if I had to
would I lie to save myself? A plea of guilty
but self defence.
If I asked him nicely d you think he d show me how? I m sure he s out there listening
but he s too tied up right now to try Try
all of my sins cos I can t stop now
just don t leave me behind.
Sometimes I lie awake
wondering if I ll get out of here
but the words stick in my throat and I stay.
I remember lying there
wishing I could be someone else
trying to find somehow to get away If I asked him nicely d you think he s show me how to fly
cos the dust has weighed my wings down
and I m too tired to try.
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