I’m sitting here on top of the world The sun is shining, dead and cold It’s the top of the world, or so I’ve heard It’s the top of the world or so I’ve been told Can it be I’m losing touch? Can it be I’ve had enough? Wasn’t it me who said “never too much”? Wasn’t it me who got sold on this stuff?
Isn’t this something that lasts forever? Isn’t this something that you don’t lose, it’s there until you die? Didn’t you promise we’d never sever? Didn’t you promise we wouldn’t need another try?
I drive around this city of dreams I run on coffee and gasoline It’s the city of dreams, or so it seems It’s the city of dreams, or so they said to me Can it be I’m losing grip? Can this be no longer me? I don’t like it a tiny bit Or is it the way it was meant to be?
Isn’t this something that lasts forever? Isn’t this something that you don’t lose, it’s there until you die? Didn’t you promise we’d never sever? Didn’t you promise we wouldn’t need another try?
Didn’t you know you’d lose? Didn’t you read the news? Didn’t you know that you were used? Didn’t you break the rules? Didn’t you stand accused? Didn’t you know you couldn’t choose?
Isn’t this something that lasts forever? Isn’t this something that you don’t lose, it’s there until you die? Didn’t you promise we’d never sever? Didn’t you promise we wouldn’t need another try?