

(ahhhh) Floor twenty-four, the mirror is cold Watching the stories we already told
Floor seventeen, the silence is deep Promises that we're too tired to
keep
(hmmm) And I reach for the button at last
Breaking the glass of the past
No more drifting from floor to floor
I don't wanna hide here anymore
Floor number nine, the metal walls sigh We didn't wave as the
levels went by
Now down in the lobby,
the cold light is flat Was there ever a choice besides that?
(ahhhh) And I reach for the button at last
Breaking the glass of the past
No more drifting from floor to floor
I don't wanna hide here anymore
Doors slide wide
Step outside (hmmm)