How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you when we were getting high? Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannon ball. Where were you while we were getting high? Some day you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.. Wake up the dawn and ask her why a dreamer dreams she never dies. Wipe that tear away now from your eye. Slowly walking down the hall faster than a cannon ball.
Cos people believe that they're gonna get away for the summer, but you and I, we live and die
the world's still spinning round. We don't know why.. Where were you when we were getting high?