Flying on the Ground Is Wrong

Is my world not falling down

I'm in pieces on the ground

And my eyes aren't open

And I'm standing on my knees

But if crying and holding on

And flying on the ground is wrong

Then I'm sorry to let you down,

But you're from my side of town

And I'll miss you.

Turn me up or turn me down

Turn me off or turn me round

I wish I could have

met you in a place

Where we both belong

But if crying and holding on

And flying on the ground is wrong

Then I'm sorry to let you down,

But you're from my side of town

And I'll miss you.

Sometimes I feel

like I'm just a helpless child

Sometimes I feel like a king.

But baby, since I have changed

I can't take nothing home.

City lights at a country fair

Never shine but always glare

If I'm bright enough to see you,

You're just too dark to care.

But if crying and holding on

And flying on the ground is wrong

Then I'm sorry to let you down,

But you're from my side of town

And I'll miss you.