Up High
There is a bird flying high..
Streets seems so small from up high..
We look confused no place to hide..
Dreaming of birds up in the sky..
And you take... whay you need what you want..without permission..
The day pa**es by.. You're standing still
Wishing to fly all over the hill..
Seems like you're gone.. But you're still here..
No one to blame.. It's just you that doesn't care..
And you take... whay you need what you want..without permission..
Stars...fades out... Stars fades out...
Ooohhh..
And you take... whay you need what you want..without permission..