The Way You Look

From the ceiling to the floor I find I'm wanting more It's so much a part of it When I drop down from the sky So much I could find In a happy house so high above the clouds It's not the way that you look, no It all depends how you feel It's just the way that it is I wanna be you Breaking hearts, they make no sound In this I have found an excuse for jealousy Kill the sun and make them blind So much they will find In a happy house so high above the clouds It's not the way that you look, no It all depends how you feel It's just the way that it is I wanna be you