i love the feeling when we lift off
watching the world so small below
i love the dreaming when i think of
the safety in the clouds out my window
i wonder what keeps us so high up
could there be a love beneath these wings
if we suddenly fall should i scream out
or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth as i'm crying
so frightened of dying
relax
yes
i'm trying
but fear's got a hold on me
yes
this fear's got a hold on me
i love the quiet of the nighttime
when the sun is drowned in the deathly sea
i can feel my heart beating as i speed from
the sense of time catching up with me
the sky's set out like a pathway
but who decides which route we take
as people drift into a dreamworld
i close my eyes as my hands shake
and when i see a new day
who's driving this anyway
i picture my own grave
'cause fear's got a hold on me
yes
this fear's got a hold on me
floating neither up or down
i wonder when i'll hit the ground
will the earth beneath my body shake
and cast your sleeping hearts awake
could it tremble stars from moonlit skies
could it drag a tear from your cold eyes
i live on the right side
i sleep in the left
that's why everything's got to be love or death
yes
this fear's got a hold on me