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.

Composição: Phil Collins