The same people you walk on on your way up
The same people you misuse on your way up
I don't mind you turning 'round
You might meet up on your way down
Got to frown when you cross town
It's high time that you found
It's high time that you found
You can't see very clearly when you're in flight
The same dudes you misuse on your way up
It's your thing, it's your thing, it pleases you
Vintage wines from the year '62
You think it's an honor just to have you around
It's high time that you found
People fly high begin to lose sight
But the same sun rises, sets and shines on the poor folks too
I myself would even like a little higher ground
You might meet up on your way down
You think the sun rise and sets for you
You might meet up on your way down
