I ran out onto the street
Today my life ran out onto the street
And was carried miles down the road by strange tyres
And stranger feet
I think I saw it coming
I think I might have seen it coming
Maybe i should have looked both ways
What if tomorrow was your time
What if tomorrow was your time
Have you packed your bags
Maybe I should have called my mother
Or given when it was mine to give
But now nothing is mine
Nothing is mine
What if tonight were your last night on earth
Would you finally say what you mean
I don't think you would
But I don't have to think about any of it anymore
Because now I can fly