Brisa Roché - Flying Too High lyrics

I'm driving fast And walking too slow I'm catching my breath I'm wrecking the show Riding through storm I'm riding through sun I'd be padding fast with the wind on my chest If your heart I had won I'm on my way to you now But I can't get there quickly enough No matter how I try No matter how I try I'm flying too high I'm making a scene, On my way to your arms My impatience is mean I'm flying too high I'm making a scene On my way to your arms I'm blazing Running through gra** I'm pacing the shore Awake before dawn To your heart I implore I'm skimming waves I'm facing the wheel I'm making a fist And your heart I will steal I'm on my way to you now But I can't get there Quickly enough No matter how I try No matter how I try I'm flying too high I'm making a scene On my way to your arms My impatience is mean I'm flying too high I'm making a scene On my way to your arms I'm blazing Diving through mud And tearing my pants I'm lingering long In search of your glance I'm waiting for down to light up my tracks I've wagered my heart so I've nothing to pack I'm racing with my pulse, and I'm gliding at night I'm wishing hard I could fall into your arms from my flight