Sitting On Top of The World - Lost Trailers

Looking out on these back streets that you brought me

All I see has been bought, kept for safety

Trade the rift of the change for the landing

Save the light for the few that’s left standing

You tried to tell me

These are the good times

Guess we’ll find out

Down the line, down the line

Walking out used to be so easy

Close the door while the light was still fading

But those times seem to fade into memories

And bring us here while those streets are left sleeping

It’s what we left behind

It’s what we found inside

So what is on your mind

Now that we’re wasted, and sitting on top of the world

Sitting on top of the world

Sitting on top of the world

Sitting on top of the world

Sitting on top of the world