Flying On The Ground Is Wrong

Guess Who

Is my world not falling down


I'm in pieces on the ground


And my eyes aren't open


And I'm standing on my knees


But if crying and holding on


And flying on the ground is wrong


Then I'm sorry to let you down,


But you're from my side of town


And I miss you.





Turn me up or turn me down


Turn me off or turn me round


I wish I could have met you in a place


Where we both belong


But if crying and holding on


And flying on the ground is wrong


Then I'm sorry to let you down,


But you're from my side of town


And I miss you.





Sometimes I feel like I'm just a helpless child


Sometimes I feel like a kid.


But baby, since I have changed


I can't take nothing home.





City lights at a country fair


Never shine but always glare


If I'm bright enough to see you,


You're just to dark to care.


But if crying and holding on


And flying on the ground is wrong


Then I'm sorry to let you down,


But you're from my side of town


And I miss you.