My feet are on the ground

My hopes are flying high

There's movies in my mind

And stories in the sky

I'll believe in you, if you believe in me

It doesn't matter where we've been

It matters where we're gonna be

In 10 days time

In 10 months time

In 10 years time

So if you don't like it

Then you might as well sort it out

My love is a motor way

Your life is a roundabout

This is what you make it

But you're always walking out

When the music gets too loud

When the music gets too loud

(When the music gets too loud)

So this is where I stand

This is where we sit

I know the dickheads are in charge

But we'll still make the best of it

In 10 days time

In 10 months time

In 10 years time

So if you don't like it

Then you might as well sort it out

My love is a motor way

Your life is a roundabout

This is what you make it

But you're always walking out

When the music gets too loud

When the music gets too loud

(When the music gets too loud)

(When the music gets too loud)

(When the music gets too loud)

So if you don't like it

Then why not sort it out?

My love is a motor way

Your life is a roundabout

This is what you make it

But you're always walking out

When the music gets too loud

When the music gets too loud