I keep riding through the air Where the streets Don’t end and the lights don’t care I lean into Dreams that Dreams that The morning spills,(Dreaming) I lose my hands, i lose my wheels (I lose dreams that the morning spills) The clouds fall low and the sky feels thin,(Hmm hmm) The clouds fall low and the sky feels(Hmm hmm) Slip under broken stone I follow a voice that i never I never own Where the wheels forget the ride Where the wheels forget the ride Where the wheels forget the ride Dreams that Dreams that the morning spills, (Dreaming) I lose my hands, i lose my wheels The clouds fall low and the sky feels thin The clouds fall low and the sky feels Slip under broken stone I follow a voice that i never I never own The clouds fall low and the sky feels thin The clouds fall low and the sky feels Slip under broken stone I follow a voice that i never I never own