When I'm Riding...
Well, I Can Tell From The Road Ahead That The Road Is Long

And When I'm Flying...
Well, I Can Tell From The Way It Feels That It Can't Be Wrong

Woah
You Can't Tell Me 'Bout The Way It Was
And You Can't Show Me What Real Man Does
But I Can See What You Do With My Eye

When I'm High...
Well, I Can See Myself And Not Know Where I 
And When I'm Dying...
Well, I Can Loose My Breathe And Still Have [bad word] 
Woah
You Can't See Me Like The Way I Can
You're Talking To Me But You Never Listen, Man
And I Won't To Listen To The Way You Were
Or Why You Had To Do It Like You Did To Her
I'm Hanging By Thread From The Fabric Of The Open Sky
When I'm High...

When I'm Lying...
Well, I Don't Claim To Speak Your [bad word] Or Keep Your Peace
And That Confirms I Never Knew Your Disbelief
And Now You See Me Where I Stand
With Your Bride

When I'm High...