John Reuben. Sex, Drugs and Self Control. In The Air. Zeneszám

Over thinking, over thinking too much time idle mind
Made yourself depressed practicing perfect
Stood stagnate as time was passing
Sun shining in the medicine cabinet
Detached from my body trying to reengage
With a sharpened mind and a child-like faith
Get out of your head and find some interaction
Hello how you doing thanks for asking

Something's in the air tonight
I was on the phone
Making plans calling friends
Are you all alone?
When the world catches up
It'll be too late
Hey now, look out
Hey now, look out

Set in your ways it's hard to see how things can change
Repeat these steps until it's a habit
Watching from a distance losing interest
See the world different anything can happen
Like little children feeling brilliant
Watch the evening sky split into a million
Conversation pieces
Your imagination speaking


Something's in the air tonight
I was on the phone
Making plans calling friends
Are you all alone?
When the world catches up
It'll be too late
Hey now, look out
Hey now, look out

Putting possibilities into categories
Swore to live life with no regrets
We expected and planned for the best
Learned how to take it as it comes instead
Thrill to thrill, joy kill go numb
Doesn't matter now whether we weep or laugh
I've been a lot of different people
Meet me in the middle
We'll dance until the feeling's back

Something's in the air tonight
I feel like participating
Something