I would love to teach you to fly
Even though I'm scared of you saying goodbye
But it's all a question of just how high
You can soar without tearing the sky
At the dark end of town
There's a coup going round
And the victims all have clouds
Over their heads
Through the summers like dappled leaves
That the warm setting sand trenches in dreams
And I, I'll be honest if it were up to me
I would keep you close, as close as can be
Cause at the dark end of town
There's a coup going round
And the victims will have clouds
Over their heads
Sail through the winter
Hail the summer coming round again
I would love to teach you to fly
Never mind the fear of you waving goodbye
Cause I know that one day you'll feel the sky
With a breathtaking scene
Just for you and I
I just want you to know
Not to dine with the crows
Through the highs and lows
In your head
