歌词
One, two, three, four
The fear of becoming again
Just a number again
Framed in a blanket of clouds
With no thunder again
Lost in a city from wake
Until the slumber again
Well, wings are just wings
But planes are the place
Where we belong
Am I waiting or wasting my time?
Am I wasting my time?
'Cause wings are just wings
But planes are the place
Where we belong
