Too close to the sun Tell-tale light in the eyes Slip into your pain ... painkiller heels comatose Mighty ah high ... times ... ah high
You're looking out for something - some escape from The antique dark of nothing new - automatic sky Out where the cupids dare to climb - soon these pretty feathers burn As you'll discover when you fly too close to the sun Too close to the sun
Stay while you're by Back for a night not back for long Salon ... it's unfolding by the time we realise Ah high
Still looking out for something - some escape from The antique dark of nothing new - automatic sky Out where the cupids dare to climb - soon these pretty feathers burn As you'll discover when you fly too close to the sun