Steal away, let’s steal a car | |
You’ll never win a major only shooting par | |
Step outside, feel the sun | |
It’s only you, be you, ‘cause you’re the only one | |
And it feels good ‘cause it feels good | |
And it feels good | |
Nothing lasts, nothing stays | |
Caught in this procession of unchanging days | |
What’s new is old, what’s old is gone | |
You’re pushed up to the edge, so put your wingsuit on | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
(And it feels good ‘cause it feels good | |
And it feels good) | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There’s nothing to say and nothing to lose | |
Steal away, paint the sky | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There’s nothing to say, and nothing to lose | |
Time to put your wingsuit on |
Steal away, let' s steal a car | |
You' ll never win a major only shooting par | |
Step outside, feel the sun | |
It' s only you, be you, ' cause you' re the only one | |
And it feels good ' cause it feels good | |
And it feels good | |
Nothing lasts, nothing stays | |
Caught in this procession of unchanging days | |
What' s new is old, what' s old is gone | |
You' re pushed up to the edge, so put your wingsuit on | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
And it feels good ' cause it feels good | |
And it feels good | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There' s nothing to say and nothing to lose | |
Steal away, paint the sky | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There' s nothing to say, and nothing to lose | |
Time to put your wingsuit on |
Steal away, let' s steal a car | |
You' ll never win a major only shooting par | |
Step outside, feel the sun | |
It' s only you, be you, ' cause you' re the only one | |
And it feels good ' cause it feels good | |
And it feels good | |
Nothing lasts, nothing stays | |
Caught in this procession of unchanging days | |
What' s new is old, what' s old is gone | |
You' re pushed up to the edge, so put your wingsuit on | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
And it feels good ' cause it feels good | |
And it feels good | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There' s nothing to say and nothing to lose | |
Steal away, paint the sky | |
Put your wingsuit on | |
And gliding away, you fly where you choose | |
There' s nothing to say, and nothing to lose | |
Time to put your wingsuit on |