It's the firing line again And I'm waiting in the blindfold 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 landslide 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
Compositores: Mark Mc Lachlan (Marti Pellow), Neil Mitchell (Wet Wet Wet), Thomas Cunningham (Tom Cunningham), Graeme Clark (Clark Grahaeme) ECAD: Obra #4028105 Fonograma #5748049