Ordinary People

You get the world for your birthday baby Open your eyes and say yes, no, maybe The box ticks on the core is a bomb the world is silent You listen like a lover to it Sometimes a mirror's a miracle Sometimes it's nothing at all In this reflection even angels fall You could fly anytime Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Even though you own your own comet Ordinary people it's okay You don't have to wear those wings They're stupid things I know some dizzy easy heights Don't stop your life at the lights Don't be smart be a beginner Don't be wrong even when it's right Ordinary people it's okay We're not watching anyway It's okay Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Even though you own your own comet Ordinary people it's okay You don't have to wear those wings They're stupid things Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da