Floating
La-da-da, da, da-da-da
Yeah, there's a room somewhere up above the street
And once you get there, you don't ever wanna leave no-no-no, no
Feelin' good, feelin' free
When I can finally get away, when I can finally get away
I need to see it with my own eyes
Hope it remembers that it knows my face
I'll come and see you if you don't mind
When I can finally get away, when I can finally get away
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, get away
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, get away
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Well, there's a place way above the clouds
Yeah, somewhere in between later and right now, right now (right now, right now, right now)
And you don't have to be scared, no, I'll be there
When I can finally get away, when I can finally get away
Soarin' uncontrollably
Gravity ain't holdin' me down
Maybe I, I'll fly to your front door some time
When I can finally get away, when I can finally get away (get away, get away, get away)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, get away
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Autor(es): Alexander Spit, Malcolm James McCormick
