Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if I'll make it out of here,
  but the wind blows round my heels, so I stay
  I remember lying there, wishing I could be someone else
  trying to find somehow to get away.
  
  If I asked him nicely d'you think he's show me how to fly,
  'cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and I'm too tired to try.
  
  Sometimes I sit here hearing voices in my head
  I try to understand, to make some sense.
  
  I wonder if I had to, would I lie to save myself?
  A plea of guilty, but self defence.
  
  If I asked him nicely d'you think he'd show me how?
  I'm sure he's out there listening, but he's too tied up right now to try
  
  Try, all of my sins
  'cos I can't stop now,
  just don't leave me behind.
  
  Sometimes I lie awake, wondering if I'll get out of here,
  but the words stick in my throat and I stay.
  I remember lying there, wishing I could be someone else,
  trying to find somehow to get away
  
  If I asked him nicely d'you think he's show me how to fly,
  'cos the dust has weighed my wings down, and I'm too tired to try.