Besedila: Disco Biscuits. Highwire.

There was no way, there was no way out
I had to wait, I could not fade out,
I had no time to recombine,
I had to play the game.

I had this dream since I was five,
On a highwire,
Where I stood to touch the sky.

You tell me that you want me to slide,
with your angels and God on your side,
but there's something that I just had to say,
You can have my white jacket when they cart you away.

I had this dream since I was five,
On a highwire,
Where I stood to touch the sky.

You tell me that you're using your mind,
it paints you pictures of a day back in time,
when a bell rang and I woke up to say
can I have your white jacket when they cart me away.

I had this dream since I was five, (when they cart me away)
On a highwire,
Where I stood to touch the sky (when they cart you away)