A few pebbles under foot go sailing down
Dark clouds around my head keep swirling round

Standing at the edge of the world
I'm standing at the edge of the world

Sometimes I want to laugh like a lunatic
Sometimes it all makes me want to cry
Sometimes I want to stand here and breathe in every little second
Sometimes it all makes me want to die

Sometimes I want stand here with my back turned toward the world
Sometimes I think it's all a lie
Sometimes I want to turn around and just crawl back to my hole
Sometimes I want to leap up and fly

Hold on to your hats
This time it won't go away
Hang on to your seat
Looks like we're in for another day

Sometimes I want a hand to hold
Sometimes I want to kill
Sometimes I want to let the wind just do what it will

I'm standing at the edge of the world
Looking down
Looking round

(c) 1996 David Chamberlain