Walking on Air
The mood I'm in I can't explain. It's black and white and Much worse than pain. And fear of this So clearly nice Is next to that But not exactly. It's obvious So plain to see That I'm not as dumb as You'd like me to be. I'll take my chance On your wheel tonight... But I won't fall out So don't act tough - It's not enough. No footsteps on the stairs (tonight), No cigarettes for me to light, No heavy scented clothes to fall to the floor... But I'll hear your call, And when you're not there, You're walking on air. (I'm) ashamed enough - Just let me down. 'Cause I've bled enough To leave this town. From east to west, North to south - The leeches crawl from hand to mouth... And now my strength, Is almost out... It's running out.