You're on top of the world,
But the world you're on top of
Is thinking.
That the birds way below in the sky,
They are singing of change.

It was only the top of the world,
Only the top of the world.

All the days floating by,
In some ever blue sky from your window.
And you don't have the strength
For the fight of the hate locked in still nights.

It was only the top of the world,
Only the top of the world.

So you seek and you fly,
When there's nothing else left to hold on to.
But you both have the love
In the little round eyes to remind you.

It was always the top of the world,
Always the top of the world,
Always the top of the world,
Always the top of the world.