Weightless - Wet Wet Wet

It’s the firing line again

And I’m waiting in the blind fold

Every feeling has been erased

And I’m floating on the wind of despair

There’s a fine line between us Like a mountain and a land slide

I’m way up in the clouds

And I’m never coming down

Weightless, nothing to hold me down

Weightless and it’s cold in space

space, space, space, space, space

Weightless now

I’m weightless now

In the firing line again

It’s no different from the last time

I’m falling from the sky

And things will never be the same

Weightless, nothing to hold me down

Weightless and it’s cold in space

space, space, space

Falling from the sky

So cold.

so cold

Weightless now

Weightless, nothing to hold me down

Weightless and it’s cold in space

Weightless, feeling weightless now.

weightless now

So weightless now.

falling from the sky, weightless now

Falling from the sky