Mrs. Actually

Look, look at them go Thinking they know; Are they sure? Cruel, cruel are their ways Numbered their days; You can't repay... Watch, watch as they run - The race has been won; They're dying to play... You, watching their crying Checking their time As slowly they die... You feed me a line We'll travel to the sky But you leave me behind... I could never run away, no, I could never run away, this time... Watch, as gypsy girls play Pirate boys stay; You turn to hate... Sneak to backward hotels Making their hell Before it's too late... Catch the worker bees go Sinking so low Each one alone... Watch as their worlds collide And you're stuck inside; Keep them alive... You feed me a line We'll travel to the sky But you leave me behind... I could never run away, no, I could never run away, this time... Now I know, what I've not been told; World is crying so loud... Stuck and sick, and my wings been clipped; Lift me up off the ground... Help me now... Oh, oh-ooh... oh, ooh-oh... Oh-ooh-ooh... oh, ooh, oh... Oh-ooh...