And I don't wanna be there when you hit the ground.
Some might say they don't believe in heaven,
go and tell it to the man who lives in hell.
And I don't wanna be there when you hit the ground.
Some might say they don't believe in heaven,
go and tell it to the man who lives in hell.
And all the roads we have to walk are winding.
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how...
Someday you will find me gone beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
You need more time
Because your thoughts
And words won't last forever more
But I'm not sure if it'll ever work out right
It's O.K, it's alright