White Lies Death

I love the feeling when we lift up,
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 fears got a hold on me

I love the quiet of the night time,
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 set out like a pathway,
but who decides which path we take
as people drift into a dream world
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 fears got a hold on me

Yes, this fears 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 moon light 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 fears got a hold on me