my seats up right,
my belt is fastened,
miles up high,
the clouds i'm passin'
can't help but wonder,
what i'm leaving
can't help but ask
what i still believe in
the turbulence
is making me nervous
this distance
do i deserve this?
i'd rather die
than to say goodbye,
who will catch me if i can not fly..?
i'm up this high
it all makes sense,
looking down the roads of consequence
and when i try to fly,
i see i can
from where i stand, no longer a broken man...
and that's not all... i'm not scared of landing because
when i fall... it will be in(to) place.
luggage time,
but i've got nothing
i've left all my baggage behind...
change of scene,
my conscience is clean
i've got no more need to "rewind"...
the coast is clear,
i have no fear
even from this high above
you hold my hand,
but it's time i let go
all i ever wanted was love
i'm up this high
it all makes sense,
looking down the roads of consequence
and when i try to fly,
i see i can
from where i stand, no longer a broken man...
and that's not all... i'm not scared of landing because
when i fall... it will be in(to) place.
an empty picture frame
it's just not the same...
when i'm standing on the corner, in the middle of this rain
where i'd wait for you,
you never called my name
leaving my heart stranded, i'd come up empty handed,
so i bored this plane...
never to return again, i say your name
for one last time ---- cause when i'm
i'm up this high
it all makes sense,
looking down the roads of consequence
and when i try to fly,
i see i can
from where i stand, no longer a broken man...
and that's not all... i'm not scared of landing because
when i fall... it will be in(to) place.
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