I belong a hundred miles from anyone, dreaming of my past along the shore. It took a while to realise the burning side of life alone and life to come from now.
All my instincts tell me that I need to know, what it's like tumbling down. Pretty minds and pretty thoughts control my life, and getting old is something we all know...
but who ever thought it would be, such a long time coming, holding onto a dream....so I close my eyes and keep them tight for a real long time, I close my eyes and hope that I see you. You and I should role the dice for one last time, 'cos the moment I hold you to me is when I stop running...
the 747 is all mine tonight, I never look down, I never look out at all. I drink for one, I drink for two and then I drink for three, until I see a light shining down on me....
and who ever thought it would be, such a long time coming, holding on to a dream...so I close my eyes and keep them tight for a real long time, I close my eyes and hope that I see you, you and I should role the dice one last time, 'cos the moment I hold you to me, is when I stop running...and I won't let you go, I need you to know this time, I won't let you go, tonight.
So I close my eyes and keep them tight for a real long time, I close my eyes and hope that I see you, you and I should role the dice one last time, 'cos the moment I hold you to me, is when I stop running...is when I stop running....