They we're praying for a judgement day I was waiting for another way But the footsteps, they're so easy to spot In the sand there And you walked by
Found yourself on the big league road And around you the heavy cigar smoke Became alive and whispered in your ear Take n' take down And you'll do fine
But all the time you got Will it be enough to Find a bed of clouds On a sunny day and Float around the land Like you're eight again Head high with open eyes
And they locked up the restless riot For crossing the sacred line Oh the terror in those dancing shoes Make'em sick of fear They might like it too
Made you wonder for a second there If you wanted to be someone else But the weight you pull down on your folk Will surely Crush your doubts too
But all the time you got Will it be enough to Find a bed of clouds On a sunny day and Float around the land Like you're eight again Head high with open eyes
And all the time you got Will it be enough to Find a bed of clouds On a sunny day and Float around the land Like you're eight again Head high with open eyes
