Artist: orchestral manoeuvres in the dark
Song: walking on air
The mood I'm in, I can't explain
Is black and white, much worse than pain
The fear of this, so clear, tonight
Is next to me but not exactly
It's obvious, so plain to see
That I'm not as dumb as you'd like me to be
I'll take my chance on your will tonight
But I won't fall off, so don't act tough, it's not enough
No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes to fall to the floor
But I'll hear you calling when you're not there
You're walking on air
Don't shame me now, just let me down
Because I've bled enough to paint this town
From east to west, north to south
The leeches crawl from hand to mouth
And now my strength is almost out, it's running out
No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes to fall to the floor
But I'll hear you calling when you're not there
You're walking on air
No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes to fall to the floor
But I'll hear you calling when you're not there
You're walking on, you're walking on, walking on air
