grab a hold of your brand new shoes,
walk away from my looking at you
and forget about anything to stop you from flying

I spun some webs, to keep her safe
but forgot to stop when I met someone great
I know you need to spread those wings.
so I won't hold on with even the smallest thread.
but if this flying leads you nowhere I've a place,
oh a place for you to rest -

- you could, grab a hold of your torn up shoes
stare straight back at my, looking at you
and forget about everything that stops you from smiling

but if you circle round my head
and decide on a, better place to land
please realise, that I won't be red
I'll jump on my bike and live in the sand
and talk to people, much like you,
I'll ask em why, they sit there singing the blues

I'll grab hold of my sturdy shoes
I'll miss the days of my, lookin at you
and forget, anything to stop me from flying