Christopher Berry - Up In The Air lyrics

Pa** away the hours Hear the footsteps of the past Walking up the stairs of time Knowing that I'm trapped Cold winds of indifference persuade a movement south Thinking that it's better there The warmer climes that we seek out The poor bird flies up in the air Never getting anywhere How much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away could have been your first mistake Oh poor bird Up in the air Never getting anywhere Picking petals off a flower, loves me, loves me not Is love another way to count the things you haven't got? We wish the best to all our friends Young and old alike When the dust has settled in the sky You can have anything you like The poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere How much misery can one soul take Trying to fly away could have been your fist mistake Oh poor bird Up in the air Never getting anywhere Oh poor bird