I should've known before I'd chase forever. Something that's not there. Try so hard to see so hard to see. Walk out on thin air straight ahead forward I stare. Until I realize. I like to believe I like to believe. In polished fantasies. From cloud to cloud can't fly so much. Riding high below I see the old me. Stalling unaware. Feeling it's ok yeah it's ok. When you promise me we're gonna fly away. Though I see no rainbow. I choose not to hear I choose not to hear. That maybe you're not for real. From cloud to cloud can't fly so much. The ground feels harder with every fall. I should've listened when they said. "Walk away now while you can". These wings will soon disappear. How long will it take until I fly high again?. When all that I've got left is. Strange to me strange to me. I see you're not for real. I see you're not for real. From cloud to cloud can't fly so much. The ground feels harder with every fall. I should've listened when they said. "Walk away now while you can". These wings will soon disappear. And all the spectrum that once was there. Has turned to inkwell color bare. I should've listened when they said. "Walk away now while you can". These wings will soon disappear. Fly up high fall down and rebound