High, high above the clouds
A head has wondered free and clear
And soon shot down
Down from too much past
Walking over helping hands
And this I know
Know from my two eyes
Looking at an empty portrait
But seeing lines
Seeing lines tat cross the senses left behind
If idle ways could change I would not
Be the one to cling to feelings in my head
If idle ways could change I would try
Too see another place, a place where I could go
Go where I belong
Farthest point from you I see
It's who you are
Someone you wont know
Daddy's little girl, so clean
It's such a lie
Lying on your back
Taking all who come your way
And still you cry
Cry from all your pain
Telling all your every problem
You should have known
You should have known your pompous ways leave you alone
If idle ways could change I would not
Be the one to cling to feelings in my head
If idle ways could change I would try
Too see another place, a place where I could go
I could go
From this stain, I complain
Was it something I had learned from watching you
Is this true
If you really wanted more you'd learn to grow
If idle ways could change I would not
Be the one to cling to feelings in my head
If idle ways could change I would try
Too see another place, a place where I could go