Lyrics:

Your skin
Touching my skin in the morning
Smelling like sun on the water
What could be wrong with this?

Air
Catching my breath isn't easy
Feels like you're breathing for me
Something is wrong with this

We're close
Maybe too close for comfort
And if I'm really honest
I'll never get used to this

Oh
Why am I fighting the angels?
Where do they want to take me?
Why is it so hard to fly?


Oh
What is so great about freedom?
You never meant to make me
A prisoner in paradise

Stay
Staying's against my nature
Credits for good behavior
Baby just give me some

We're close
We're way too close for comfort
And if I'm really honest
I still have the urge to run

Oh
Why am I fighting the angels?
Where do they want to take me?
Why is it so hard to fly?

Oh
What is so great about freedom?
You never meant to make me
A prisoner in paradise

Oh why
Why am I fighting the angels?
Why do they want to make me
A prisoner in paradise?

Your skin
Touching my skin in the morning
Smelling like sun on the water
What could be wrong with this?

Oh
What is so great about freedom?
You never meant to make me
A prisoner in paradise

Oh why
Why am I fighting the angels?
Why do they want to make me
A prisoner in paradise?