mick bennett

Lyrics

Got nothing better to do, with all this time on my hands, than to run after you and help you build on you plan.
You got the world at your feet,
Your feet ´aint on the land.

Put yourself through the motions, everyones in the wrong, hiding out in your shadows, you turned your back on your songs,
You got the world at your feet,
Your feet áint on the land.


I got another kind of question for you, mister small talk, mister talk for two.
Never heard anothers point of view,
Never heard the ice breaking under you.


You got a sick sense of humour, laughing behind your hand, loose that devil in you, listen to the old man,

You got the world at your feet,
Your feet áint on the land.


A blind dog sleeps tonight in the back roads of your mind.
Dont ask it for direction...you can walk tjhis road, you can walk it blind.
I sailed on all kinds of oceans, Felt the turn of the tide,
I walked the Atlas mountains, ran into my own fire,
I got the world at my feet,
Thats what keeps me alive.