Lyrics: Tim Carroll/Jean-Paul Fung/Jenna Russo/Monica Spasaro
Music: Tim Carroll/Jean-Paul Fung/Jenna Russo/Monica Spasaro
Hands of gold don't exist
I'm fighting with myself to fit in
Again, the way I swim
My code doesn't drag me down
Let's run around
If we wake up alone to find we're falling through
Take me to the ocean that's right next to you
With my hands up against the sky
Is this what it feels like?
Hold me up so I can see the light
Is this what it feels like, feels like, feels like?
Hands of gold don't exist
I'm hiding my heart from you again
I pretend the way I swim
My code doesn't drag me down
Let's run around
If we wake up alone to find we're falling through
Take me to the ocean that's right next to you
With my hands up against the sky
Is this what it feels like?
Hold me up so I can see the light
Is this what it feels like, feels like, feels like?
On my feet again
And it's warm in my song
And we are listening to the world
I'm on my feet again
And it's warm in my song
And we are listening
If we wake up alone to find we're falling through
Take me to the ocean that's right next to you
With my hands up against the sky
Is this what it feels like?
Hold me up so I can see the light
Is this what it feels like, feels like, feels like?
Is this what it feels like, feels like, feels like?
Is this what it feels like, feels like, feels like?