The Way You Look
From the ceiling to the floor
I find I'm wanting more
It's so much a part of it
When I drop down from the sky
So much I could find
In a happy house
So high above the clouds
It's not the way that you look, no
It all depends how you feel
It's just the way that it is
I wanna be you
Breaking hearts
They make no sound in this
I have found an excuse for jealousy
Kill the sun and make them blind
So much they will find
In a happy house
So high above the clouds
It's not the way that you look, no
It all depends how you feel
It's just the way that it is
I wanna be you