High above the midway lights
High above the rides
You, me and the sky
The whole world looks small tonight
And you said we could never really fly
If you`re right and we`re nothing at all
Tell me, why did I keep thinkin` `bout your calling
If you`re right and we`re nothing at all
Tell me, why do you keep thinkin` that your falling
Swayin`, sighin` at the skywheel top
Then you say that I could never make you mine
The lights, springs, constellations will turn and stop
Kiss me once again and change your mind