On top of the world like a flag on the moun-tain Fee-ling so high you can feel so a-lone Un-a-ble to breathe at the high that you flew Sta-ring at clouds with no view of be-low On top of the girl like a dream in the ho-tel Fal-ling to-wards some-thing out of con-trol Un-a-ble to miss like the man in the tram Cra-shing your car in Am-ster-dam He did it with-out kno-wing He did-n't feel a thing He just wracked it and kept go-ing The space a-round the stars is some-thing that you know A bill-ion miles of dark-ness left you fee-ling low The space a-round the stars is some-thing that you know Eve-ry-thing a-bout you So per-fect-ly res-trained But eve-ry-thing in-side you Bites you Eve-ry-bo-dy in the whole of the world Feels the same in-side Eve-ry-bo-dy in the whole of the whole of the whole of the wor-ld Eve-ry-one is on-ly eve-ry-one else Eve-ry-bo-dy's got to know Eve-ry-bo-dy lives and loves and laughs and cries and eats and sleeps and grows and dies Eve-ry-bo-dy in the whole of the world Feels the same in-side Eve-ry-bo-dy in the whole of the whole of the whole of the wor-ld Eve-ry-bo-dy's on-ly eve-ry-one else Eve-ry-bo-dy's got to know Eve-ry-bo-dy lives and loves and laughs and cries and eats and sleeps and grows and dies Eve-ry-bo-dy in the whole of the world In the whole of the world In the whole of the world Eve-ry-bo-dy is the same this time Is the same in-side In the whole of the world