In Answer

Hey, one cold grey afternoon
the pilot drew power too soon
and he flew me away
I don't know what to say.

As he looked in the mirror
the clouds were obscuring his view
but I guessed he knew
I don't know what to do.

As I looked back at my life
three years were ensconsed in a gloom
in a little room
I don't know what today.

I'm out there, I'm out here
but nothing matters to me.

If I took hours to go
the ice in my veins wouldn't show
and I couldn't stay
right by the leaden stay.

One ni' impossible dream
kept pilot on course with the stream
and it blew me away
I don't know what to say.

"Cold out there;", cold out there
Cold, and nothing matters to me,
nothing mattered to me.

Here I go into the sea
of nigh on impossible dreams
on a feathered way
I know I'm gonna stay ..

Here, out there; here out there
here, out there, here after,
nothing mattered to me.

Eyes, that drew me in
to wonderfully wonderful sins
in a special way
I don't know what to say.

In answer, in answer, in answer
nothing happens to me.