Tom Fletcher
Afraid Of Heights
[Verse 1]
Run to the windows, look to the sky
You'll find it hard believing your eyes
Something like this. can only exist at Christmas
[Verse 2]
I should be dreaming, tucked up in bed
What use are dreams? They're just in your head!
Make no mistake
That I'm wide awake this Christmas
[Pre-Chorus]
Houses below. covered in snow
As far as the eye can see
Headlights on cars, turn into stars
Suddenly I believe
[Chorus]
That we can fly
Higher than a mountain climbs
Faster than a reindeer flies
Maybe even break the speed of light
And when we fly
We can touch a satellite
Over the December sky
I've never been afraid of heights