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  • 作词 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
    作曲 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
    Look straight in the window, try not to look below
    Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
    The sheep seem to shower off this office tower
    It's nine point eight straight down, I can't stop my knees
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    If I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
    Ain't under your wallet, ain't under your rings
    I can't look below me, something to throw me
    I curse at the windstorms that October brings
    I look straight in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tomb
    I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
    They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
    They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive
    I wish I could step, from this scaffold
    Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
    With my family, and my pastor
    And my grandfather who's dead
    Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
    I look like a painter, behind all the grease
    Painting's creating, and I'm just erasing
    Crystal clear canvas is my masterpiece
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    And if I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    And if I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    When I fall
    When I fall
    When I fall
    ...
  • 作词 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
    作曲 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
    Look straight in the window, try not to look below
    Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
    The sheep seem to shower off this office tower
    It's nine point eight straight down, I can't stop my knees
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    If I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
    Ain't under your wallet, ain't under your rings
    I can't look below me, something to throw me
    I curse at the windstorms that October brings
    I look straight in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tomb
    I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
    They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
    They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive
    I wish I could step, from this scaffold
    Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
    With my family, and my pastor
    And my grandfather who's dead
    Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
    I look like a painter, behind all the grease
    Painting's creating, and I'm just erasing
    Crystal clear canvas is my masterpiece
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    And if I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    I wish I could fly
    From this building, from this wall
    And if I should try
    Would you catch me if I fall?
    When I fall
    When I fall
    When I fall
    ...