From the Album: * Eight miles high When daylight and nighttime feel the same It's time for your mind to play the game Close all your eyes and touch the air Reach for the hand that must be there You can hide away from reality and you can't escape Yesterday I felt it and the first thing I thought Never let go I held it as close as I could When it didn't grow like it should and then, after hours, I opened my head Found myself back on the floor near my bed Nothing has changed, it was all the same again Oh, yeah,........ When daylight and nighttime feel the same It's time for your mind to play a game Close all your eyes and touch the air Reach for the hand that must be there you can hide away from reality and you can't escape