Weightless

Sunday morning, cold blue light
Barely awake, pasty mouth
Some pills to make the headache go away
Weightless body, floating high
Above an overcrowed town
There's no way out, there is no turning back

She's on her own
Floating high
Still on her way
To the sky
Kissing the sun
Burning wings
She's having fun
There's nothing else to do
Without you

Sunday evening, dying light
Exasperated and uptight
It didn't make the headache go away
Weightless body, floating high
Above an overcrowed town
There's no way out, there is no turning back

She's on her own
Floating high
Still on her way
To the sky
Kissing the sun
Burning wings
She's having fun
There's nothing else to do
She's on her own
Floating high
Still on her way
To the sky
Kissing the sun
Burning wings
She's having fun
There's nothing else to do
Without you