Lyrics
How many mornings do we have?
While you sleep I read you letters from your dad
He wants to know if you’ll be fine
I’m scared to tell him so, ’cause that would be a lie
Sleeping, barely breathing
like a bird
you flew to the window
Sleeping, still breathing
like a bird
you flew to the window
Gravity pulls you to a different direction
Tighten the grip or you will carry on floating away
to the sunrays
Gravity pulls you to a different direction
If you let go you will carry on floating away
to the sunrays
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
How was your last night in the sky?
I’m full of questions, but you would rather fly
and see the mysteries unfold
Better to cross the line than to do what you were told
Sleeping, barely breathing
like a bird
you flew to the window
Sleeping, still breathing
like a bird
you flew to the window
Gravity pulls you to a different direction
Tighten the grip or you will carry on floating away
to the sunrays
Gravity pulls you to a different direction
If you let go you will carry on floating away
to the sunrays
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up right now
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
Wake up, wake up
Gravity pulls you to the wrong way
