Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if Ill 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 dyou think hes show me how to fly,
cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and Im 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 dyou think hed show me how?
Im sure hes out there listening, but hes too tied up right now to try
Try, all of my sins
cos I cant stop now,
just dont leave me behind.
Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if Ill 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 dyou think hes show me how to fly,
cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and Im too tired to try.
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