On The Outside - Sandra McCracken

Out of reach, out of reason

Wheels over water, spin out of control

The sky was falling when I left the scene

My feet they run, my heart it stalls

And I am falling far behind

My own story, my own life

And I watch it pass

As if I am on the outside

Every sorrow laced with springtime

Tell me something beautiful again

Give me sparrow wings and clear eyes

To break the empty silence in my head

Cause I am falling far behind

My own story, my own life

And I watch it pass

As if I am on the outside

Through the tiny windows of this submarine

I can see our history at the curb

I come up for air I need the space to breathe

Open the cage and set free the bird

And I am falling far behind

My own story, my own life

And I watch it pass

As if I am on the outside

On the outside

On the outside