There's something in the air,
Something that tells me I'd do better with you here.
And it's like an invisible killing red light,
That fires between them and I and the fright.
Sometimes I stop and think and I wonder,
Where are the clouds that bring this thunder.
I cry out loud for a chance,
To make the world dance.
There is something in each face,
That tells me that I need someone like you these days.
And I'm stuck in a storm,
Where only you can make me warm.
And it's not just me that stands here,
Screaming and reaching out for something to calm the fear.
I think I can hear the whole world asking for a chance,
To put on some music and just dance.
Put away those things that makes you down,
Sometimes you need to breathe to not drown.