Tiptoes

	Waking up again, another sleepless night
	Climbing taller buildings, more dreams of flight
	In a pool of sweat, no knowing what to do
	No more earthbound feelings, a different point of view
	Moment of truth, he heads towards the building
	His glazed eyes stare vacantly, following his feelings
	No turning back for the door’s already shutting
	Standing on his tiptoes to reach the nineteenth button
	To miss a grasping hand(I’m falling again)
	And squash a passer by(I’m falling again)
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly
	Balanced on the edge, only time could tell
	Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
	Standing on the rooftop, his brain told him no
	But all the dreams in months before told him he must go
	To miss a grasping hand(I’m falling again)
	And squash a passer by(I’m falling again)
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly
	His questions and himself
	Really fell on stony ground
	He could have embarrassed his family
	Who watched him from the ground
	Balanced on the edge, only time could tell
	Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
	To miss a grasping hand(I’m falling again)
	And squash a passer by(I’m falling again)
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly

	Waking up again, another sleepless night
	Climbing taller buildings, more dreams of flight
	In a pool of sweat, no knowing what to do
	No more earthbound feelings, a different point of view
	Moment of truth, he heads towards the building
	His glazed eyes stare vacantly, following his feelings
	No turning back for the door' s already shutting
	Standing on his tiptoes to reach the nineteenth button
	To miss a grasping hand I' m falling again
	And squash a passer by I' m falling again
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly
	Balanced on the edge, only time could tell
	Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
	Standing on the rooftop, his brain told him no
	But all the dreams in months before told him he must go
	To miss a grasping hand I' m falling again
	And squash a passer by I' m falling again
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly
	His questions and himself
	Really fell on stony ground
	He could have embarrassed his family
	Who watched him from the ground
	Balanced on the edge, only time could tell
	Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
	To miss a grasping hand I' m falling again
	And squash a passer by I' m falling again
	He wanted to see some evidence
	That he could really fly