作曲 : Binns Hardaker Tilston
 作词 : Binns Hardaker Tilston
Yeah  we  are  running  and  how  we  are  running
Across  the  hills  in  the  pop  art  blue
Buzzards  fly  above  the  car
Circling  us  as  if  they  knew
If  i  falter,If  i  falter
Darling  will  you  reel  me  in?
If  I  lose  it,If  I  lose  it
Will  you  remind  me  where  we've  been?
So  we  were  climbing  and  how  we  were  climbing
The  cartoon  trees  up  to  the  sky
As  the  sun  drops  off  the  page
Gold  it  flew  into  my  eye
Well  it's  all  up  from  here.
It's  like  I  can  taste  opportunity  near.
I  caught  myself  on  barbwire,getting  wood  for  the  fire
I  was  too..busy  staring  at  you...
You...
So  then  we  were  floating  up,we  were  floating  like  particles  into  the  night
High  above  the  factories
We  hitched  a  lift  on  a  satellite
Lover,will  you  spin  me  round?
May  we  never  fall  back  to  ground
Well  it's  all  up  from  here
It's  like  I  can  taste  opportunity  near
I  caught  myself  on  barbwire
Getting  wood  for  the  fire
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...
Well  it's  all  up  from  here
It's  like  I  can  taste  opportunity  near
I  caught  myself  on  barbwire
Getting  wood  for  the  fire
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...（Falling  into）（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...（Into  your  eyes）（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...（Falling  into）（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
I  was  too..Busy  staring  at  you...（Into  your  eyes）（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
You..........（Falling  in  to）
（Into  your  eyes）
（Into  your  eyes）
（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
（Getting  wood  for  the  fire）
（Falling  into）
（Into  your  eyes）
（Falling  into）
（Into  your  eyes）