I hug the guardrails on the road sometimes I skim the sides now, get my racing stripes I'll stick the landing or I'll learn to fly Took me up so high, nearly lost an eye
No one believes me, what I saw that night No conversation could explain it right I turned a corner, saw a great big light Took a stranger up to the world above
I can see your shape tracing through the air
But when you're right, you're really right I'm not getting any higher It was a trick, it was the light it was something in my mind's eye I need a gun, I need a prayer maybe i could see a pastor But when I talk, it comes out wrong like I'm telling you a lieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.