I sit here,
In my cold, lonely, little room...

Were back together,
Even after all my mistakes...

Gliding on the wind.
High above the ground...

Nothing is like it,
anyone can see that...

I hear the anger in your voice
and see it in your scorching eyes...

On the wings of a bird,
time passes by too fast...

She loves you,
or so she thinks...

Tired of thinking all the time,
trying always to clear your mind...

Don't turn away from me
I am your friend...

I see you standing there across the dance floor.
You look so wonderful in your net black tux...

Everything seems bright when you are by my side,
When you hold my hand I feel safe...

What are you doing,
just siting there...