Afterhour - Walking On Air

Eyes up on the ceiling
Waiting for the high to come down
I can't shake the feeling
Ready for the floor to fall out

I want that good, good
That weightless thing you do to me
You need that something
To fill the spaces in between
We're in a free fall
And baby nothing's underneath
So, don't look down now

So elevated
We're levitating
You take me there...

Feels like we're walking on air

Can't you hear the walls now
Telling us to tear them all down
Send our bodies spinning
Circling around this ghost town

I want that good, good
That weightless thing you do to me
You need that something
To fill the spaces in between
We're in a free fall
And baby nothing's underneath
So, don't look down now

So elevated
We're levitating
You take me there...

Feels like we're walking on air