How i will i know
What makes me feel a good man
Is it stuff that i can
Keep from tellin you?
How will we know
How it feels to be stone cold?
Floatin' way above the stars
A storm is blowing on fields of golden sands
Try to stop it if you can
C'mon get in!
What looks so good can hurt so bad
Now that we've learned about the feeling of being stone cold
We're floating way above the stars
What looks so good can hurt so bad
Yessir i heard
But i feel my fingers just like icicles
Yellow and blue
What looks so good can hurt so bad