Hitchhike on a cloud and fly over the sky
There's no rain where you're going if you feel like staying dry
There's no hurt, probably no shame but no sights to see, no-one else to blame
And there's no time, but a price to pay, and the ghost you rest will reappear someday

(chorus)
I hope you're feeling fine, hope you're feeling fine, hope you're feeling fine
I hope you're feeling fine, hope you're feeling fine, hope you're feeling fine

There is no love, in this space, that you left when you went away
There's no clue, there's nothing wrong, what have you been doing since you've been gone
The more you take and the more you pray, (to be good for what you have anyway)
Could lose it all in the eye of a storm, there's no victory in the pride of a fall

(chorus)