I am tired of the view
Here before a boring few
And I'm trying to break through
The panes of glass in front of you

Are you with me?
Are you with me?

Here we are, we're doing fine
Feathers floating on a breeze
To the look down to my feet
I've got sand up to my knees

Are you with me?
Are you with me?
Are you with me?

[Instrumental bridge]

So now here, come take my hand
I have left it free for you
You know that I'd never planned
To ever fall for you

Are you with me?
Are you with me?
Are you with me?