There's something big in this room
And it isn't me and it's not you
But there's a window in here
I can open up and fall through
Any hour of the day, there I could,
There's something bad in this room
And I've been waiting to tell you
I won't look back for anyone
I'm walking into the sunshine
Never believe it's true but it's true
It's the bit when I'm near the end
Nothing hanging on from me
Turning 'round, I'll be turning 'round
Falling down to the street
You never see me run so afraid
I'll be making the best of my time
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
Stretching out like a skydive
