Waiting to put my feet on the ground I'm tired of going up and down But sometimes it feels safer, waiting.
It's beautiful at the top But I never really get a chance to stop It feels like I am falling again
Doors are opening, doors are closing, People come and go, But I'm still riding elevators
Never here or there, On the ground or in the air People come and go But I'm still riding elevators
Everyone seems to have somewhere to go I dream of going with them but I don't I'm looking down always on every floor But I never really find what I'm looking for But I keep looking for you..
Doors are opening, doors are closing, People come and go, But I'm still riding elevators
Never here or there, On the ground or in the air People come and go But I'm still riding elevators
If I get off and I could get lost Or better, if you were there, I wouldn't have to keep riding elevators
Doors are opening, doors are closing, People come and go, But I'm still riding elevators
Never here or there, On the ground or in the air People come and go But I'm still riding elevators
Never here or there, On the ground or in the air People come and go But I'm still riding elevators.
Compositores: Edith Hamilton Kuhnle (Edie Kuhnle), Mads Langer Clausen (Mads Langer) ECAD: Obra #16147007 Fonograma #12882391