High Rise - Nell Bryden, Paul Gatehouse

She’s in a high rise

Looking for bright lights

Watching for angels

Low flying angels

She says let me feel everything

Or let me feel nothing

Cause there’s half way feeling

Does no good at all

Here in my high rise

When she was younger

She was his princess

Pink room and painted nails

Daddy was kind

He said I hope you feel everything

Or I hope you feel nothing

Cause this half way feeling

Does no good at all

Here in a high rise

Here in a high rise

Here heart is beating

But it’s deceiving

Crossing the line

She closes here eyes

Maybe she’ll feel everything

Or maybe she’ll feel nothing

This half way feeling

Does no good at all

Looking for angels

Low flying angels

Here in the high rise

Here in the high rise