Look up here, man, I’m in danger I’ve got nothing ...

 Walk my way, I'll share the things that she won't

 I know you know that I made those mistakes maybe once or twice

 Come hold me please, and never let me go
On the second day of Christmas

 Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close

 I was accident prone, I fell head over heels with no warning
And in spite of my vertigo I never felt myself falling

 Los chce ze mną grać w pokera,
raz mi daje raz zabiera

 Zabiorę nas tam na chwilę
Bez żadnych map ponad szczytem

 Life was a party to be thrown
But that was a million years ago

 I won’t give up, no I won’t give in
Till I reach the end

 Take off your clothes
Blow out the fire