Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if I'll make it out of here,

but the wind blows round my heels, so I stay

I remember lying there, wishing I could be someone else

trying to find somehow to get away.



If I asked him nicely d'you think he's show me how to fly,

'cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and I'm too tired to try.



Sometimes I sit here hearing voices in my head

I try to understand, to make some sense.



I wonder if I had to, would I lie to save myself?

A plea of guilty, but self defence.



If I asked him nicely d'you think he'd show me how?

I'm sure he's out there listening, but he's too tied up right now to try



Try, all of my sins

'cos I can't stop now,

just don't leave me behind.



Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if I'll get out of here,

but the words stick in my throat and I stay.

I remember lying there, wishing I could be someone else,

trying to find somehow to get away



If I asked him nicely d'you think he's show me how to fly,

'cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and I'm too tired to try