Текст Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark – Walking On Air

The mood I’m in
I can’t explain
Is black and white
Much worse than pain

It’s obvious
So plain to see
That I’m not as dumb as
You’d like me to be
I’ll take my chance
On your will tonight
But I won’t fall off
So don’t act tough, it’s not enough

No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes
To fall to the floor
But I’ll hear you calling when you’re not there
You’re walking on air

Don’t shame me now
Just let me down
‘Cause I’ve bled enough
To paint this town
From East to West, North to South
The leeches crawl from hand to mouth
And now my strength
Is almost out, it’s running out

No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes
To fall to the floor
But I’ll hear you calling when you’re not there
You’re walking on air

No footsteps on the stair tonight
No cigarettes for me to light
No heavy scented clothes
To fall to the floor
But I’ll hear you calling when you’re not there
You’re walking on
You’re walking on
You’re walking on air