Ten Feet off the Ground

I'm down with punk I'm down with the rockers I'm down with the blues And all the others I'm walking straight I'm walking the fine line And someday I hope you will be mine I'm down with fate I'm down with the hard times But it is not too late It's not too late Wish you were here We could go anywhere And take the long, long way around It all becomes clear I don't belong anywhere With you I flow ten feet off the ground Let's toast for the good Let's toast for the bad times One toast for the strange And a toast for the lost ones And I'm down with fate I'm down with the hard times But it is not too late It's not too late Wish you were here We could go anywhere And take the long, long way around It all becomes clear I don't belong anywhere With you I flow ten feet off the ground Wish you were here We could go anywhere And take the long, long way around It all becomes clear I don't belong anywhere With you I flow ten feet off the ground Wish you were here We could go anywhere And take the long, long way around It all becomes clear I don't belong anywhere With you I flow ten feet off the ground