It's like I'm falling out of bed From a long, weary dream The sweetest flowers and fruits hang from trees Falling off the giant bird that?s been carrying me It's like I'm falling out of bed
From a long and weary dream Just exactly as I remember Every root Every gesture I'm a heart in cold ground Like I'm falling out of bed From a long and weary dream
Finally I'm free of all the weight I've been carrying As my woman blows her cover In the eye of the beholder I'm a fish now out of water Falling off a giant bird that's been carrying me
I fell open I laid under At the tip count I was just a number I wanna tip It over
And lay back under And if you think this is over Then you're wrong If you think this is over Then you're wrong
If you think this is over Then you're wrong (wake me up, wake me up) If you think this is over Then you're wrong (wake me up, wake me up)
Like I'm falling out of bed From a long, weary dream The sweetest flowers and fruits hang from trees When I ask you again When I ask you again
Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up
Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up
Compositores: Colin Charles Greenwood (Colin Greenwood) (PRS), Edward John O'brien (Edward O Brien) (PRS), Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood (Jon Greenwood) (PRS), Philip James Selway (Philip Selway) (PRS), Thomas Edward Yorke (Thom Yorke) (PRS)Editor: Keyboard Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2011 (11/Abr) e lançado em 2011ECAD verificado obra #4839053 e fonograma #2265297 em 03/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM