One day, I'll be living in the sky
With an angel waiting at my side
One day, I'll be living in the sky
With you

I'm red-kneed, waiting for a bus
Deadbeat, underneath the truck
But one day, I'll be living in the sky with you

Things that we forget to mention
Screaming loud to get attention
Above clouds and air pollution
Real as oceans, there's resolution

It started losing its appeal
And I just don’t like sitting still
The beetles that he tried to kill
All grew up on my windowsill
Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
I just hope you’ll be home real soon
It’s getting dark and getting cold
I’m getting tired, you’re getting old
It started losing its appeal
And I just don’t like sitting still
The beetles that he tried to kill
All grew up on my windowsill
Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
I just hope you’ll be home real soon
It’s getting dark and getting cold
I’m getting tired, you’re getting old
It started losing its appeal
And I just don’t like sitting still
The beetles that he tried to kill
All grew up on my windowsill
Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
I just hope you’ll be home real soon
It’s getting dark and getting cold
I’m getting tired, you’re getting old, yeah

One day, when the when the party's over
All your friends will be real sober
You'll make time for me
You'll make time
You'll make time for me
You'll make time
One day, when the when the party's over
All your friends will be real sober
You'll make time for me
You'll make time
You'll make time for me
You'll make time