i sit around
waiting for the world
to come and let me down
and when i've come undone
you meet me where i am
but i cannot pretend
that everything makes sense
help me get my feet back off the ground
all this thinking is killing me
or am i just afraid to be
help me to come back around
either way now i'm not looking down
underneath
your sunny sky
i fly and i am floored by you
by you
every breath you breathe
has got me feeling free
i'm free indeed
now everything makes sense
either way
i'm not looking down