Ruby Lee, I show wish you was here with me Staring at shadows on the wall Wish I knew of someone I could call Someone who might understand it all Someone's lying with me in my bed Some stranger who don't understand my head Wish it was you lying here

I am flying on a star into a meteor tonight I am flying on a star, star, star I will make it through the day And then the day becomes the night I will make it through the night I know, I know, I know what I am chasing I know, I know, I know that this is

Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave Look who's digging their own grave

Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle Watching all the ground beneath you drop Kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke

Fly, fighting fair Brothers, heroes, foes Killing machine, thunder in the sky B-17, flying home Killing machine Said goodbye to the cross he deserved It's the code of the air From down below one enemy’s spotted So hurry up, rearm and refuel

Be with you, be with you Baby, I can't be with you Still in love with you When I'm still in love with you 'Cause you're not here, you're not here Na na na na Lying in my bed again And I cry 'cause you're not here Crying in my head again

I'm so sorry for everything All night I lay on my pillow and pray For my boss to stop me in the hallway Lay my head on his shoulder and say Son, I've been hearing good things I wake up without warning and go flying around the house In my sauvignon

Looks to me like I'm flying high And my uproarious arrival pushed the noise to the scene This inglorious desire that would be left out of me So I'll be open to rise And open closed minds, hook lines I'll make 'em edible You'll gobble it down Like it's

So leave me if you need to, I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground Angel flying too close to the ground. If you had not have fallen Then I would not have found you And I patched up your broken wing and hung around a while Trying to

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Let's get these teen hearts beating Will you dance to this beat And hold a lover close? Faster, faster Dance to this beat I've got more wit A better kiss A hotter touch a better fuck