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 fears got a hold on me.

Yes, this fears 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 a 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 road 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, yes this fears got a hold on me.
Yes this fears got a hold on me, yes this fears got a hold on me.

Floating neither up nor 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 moonlit skies?
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes?
I live on the right side I sleep on the left, 
That’s why everything is got to be love or death.

Yes this fears got a hold on me.
Yes this fears got a hold on me, yes this fears got a hold on me.
Yes this fears got a hold on me, yes this fears got a hold on me.