High Wires - Ian Mcculloch

I’m still trippin' on high wires

My mind is frozen, but my soul’s on fire

I’m still wishing on the stars above

Just to give you what I’m dreaming of

To be found, to be found, to be found

Going down, going down, going down

To be found, to be found, to be found

It’s some kinda love;

it’s working me over

It’s some kinda love;

it’s working me out

It’s some kinda love;

it comes out of nowhere

It’s some kinda love;

you know what I’m talking about

Can’t feel the way I should

Never ever thought I’d feel that good

No direction and no way in

Playing games I knew I’d never win

Going down, going down, going down

To be found, to be found, to be found

It’s some kinda love;

it’s working me over

It’s some kinda love;

it’s working me out

It’s some kinda love;

it comes out of nowhere

It’s some kinda love;

you know what I’m talking about