When I'm High

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 A 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 am And When I’m Dying…
Well, I Can Loose My Breathe And Still Have Full Command
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 A Thread From The Fabric Of The Open Sky
When I’m High…
When I’m Lying…
Well, I Don’t Claim To Speak Your Truth 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…