Tekst piosenki:
When you find me free falling out of the sky
And I'm spiraling out of control
When I drop like a cannonball from Cloud 9
Just promise you won't let me go
Say you'll catch me when I fall
Wrap your wings around my body
When I'm lost in the storm
And I'm calling
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings, wrap your wings
Wrap your wings around my body
When we stood on the skyline
There was no turning back
And you said not to stare at the ground
There's a hole in my parachute as big as your heart
And the gravity's pulling me down
Will you catch me when I fall?
Wrap your wings around my body
When I'm lost in the storm
And I'm calling
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings, wrap your wings
Wrap your wings around my body
We're flying above the valley below (x4)
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings, wrap your wings
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings around my body
Wrap your wings around my body
Come on and wrap your wings around my broken body
(Wrap your wings around my body)
Come on and wrap your wings around my broken body
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Na początku teledysku jest tekst zaczerpnięty z piosenki Queen "We are the champions":
I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I made a few
I've had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I've come through
And I just go on and on and on and on.
Spłacałam swój dług
Wciąż i wciąż
Odsiedziałam swój wyrok
Choć nie popełniłam żadnego przestępstwa
I głupie błędy
Popełniłam ich kilka
Dostałam swoją porcje piasku
Kopniętą w moją twarz
Ale przetrwałam to
I muszę iść dalej i dalej i dalej i dalej
A urywek rozmowy z dziennikarzem z klipu to:
Menedżer: No, no, no.
Reporter: Are you abandoned? Do you face an identity crisis? What happened to the band we love? Tell me, are you a cool band trying to be pop or a pop band trying to be cool? Sorry. Who are the real Hurts?
Меnedżer: Go off.
Reporter: Do you worry people won’t understand you?