Lyrics John Wetton

John Wetton

Walking On Air

I'm walking on air, down a smoky corridor

I'm barely aware, this is no dream

I felt you were there, you spoke to me, beware of

What I saw, yes I'm sure, I want more,

And I'm walking on air

Oily, dark and blue, the picture hangs in front of you

Don't turn around, this is for real

The walls of this place, imprisoning your pretty face

I'm sure, what I saw, is no more and I'm walking on air

I'm floating, I'm falling, I'm silently calling

Adrift on an ocean, on waves of emotion

I'm following the light, through centuries of endless

light

The soporific sky, the moon and the stars

To Morpheus I fly, he holds me in a twilight that we

share, in his lair

If I dare, we'll go walking on air

I'm floating, I'm falling, I'm silently calling

Adrift on an ocean, on waves of emotion

Say a prayer for me, in solace and sincerity

Then sip your holy wine out of the silver spoon

And when my soul shall rise, then realize you live with

what you swore, and before, any more of your talking

Feel a chill, at the door, it's just me

And I'm walking on air…