Diving like a bird, 

I kick the blue out of your eyes. 

Hijack a plane to France. 

If we could watch the moon, 

Dance across the street into a bar, 

I would never leave, 

But I know I'll have to go sometime. 

Your hold on me is stronger than the alcohol, 

That's slowly killing me. 



So I'm searching for the better, 

Searching for the better, 

The better part of me. 

For the better part of me. 



Turning up the fan, 

To keep the smoke out of my eyes 

So that I can see. 

Like a cloudy sky, 

I'm holding on and staying high, 

Trying to believe 

We all have to go sometime. 

Your hold on me is stronger than the gravity, 

That's slowly crushing me. 



So I'm searching for the better, 

Searching for the better, 

The better part of me. 

For the better part of me