There's a place of my own I go that I have found
When I'm left bare and cold
When there's nothing at all
I lift through the clouds I go on a wave of sound
I go on my own when the feeling calls
Chorus
I'm floating above the ground so get used to it
Cos I'm not coming down
It's sunny above the clouds
You can't touch me here
It's the sweeet of the darkness
coming into my ears
something shifts in my soul
something warms the cold
lift me up, let me go, just get me out of here
A hand from above give me something to hold
Chorus
I'm floating above the ground so get used to it
Cos I'm not coming down
It's sunny above the clouds
You can't touch me here
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