Said I'd be there wouldn't be fair, wouldn't be a crime wouldn't be the first time. Never would've tried of I couldn't fly here. Never would've fought never would've thought.
In this boys world in this boys world. In these green eyes in those cruel skies. Cleverly awaiting future in the making, sitting feet first waitin g for the birth.

Yeah, though you just might find that peace of mind impaired. Though the better mans pride though the beggar inside you dares.
Your feet won't keep you there, ain't it real though?

Said I'd stay here, keep the way clear, wouldn't look a man if I didn't first plan. Selling 'em' my story, waiting for the morning. When my feet swell wear my seat belt.
In this boys world in this boys world. In these green eyes, in those cruel skies. Kicking all the feeling, screaming is believing. Sitting feet first waiting for the birth.

And Yeah, though you just might find that peace of mind impaired. Though the better mans pride though the beggar inside you dares.
Your feet won't keep you there, ain't it real though?

Forever was never the plan, though never did steady your hand, and when you emerged you were covered in sand beneath your elbows.
It's falling, it's falling now. Keep calling, keep calling out. When energy's spent I'll be tired and ground, beneath your window.

And Yeah, though you just might find that peace of mind impaired. Though the better mans pride though the beggar inside you dares.
Your feet won't keep you there, ain't it real though?