i am tired of the view here before a boring few and i m trying to break through the panes of glass in front of you are you with me are you with me here we are we re doing fine feathers floating on a breeze to the look down to my feet i ve got sand up to my knees are you with me are you with me are you with me so now here come take my hand i have left it free for you you know that i d never planned to ever fall for you are you with me are you with me are you with me 