The weight I've lost I've gained again
The smell of cigarettes lingers in my hair
My lips are cracked
And the circles round
My eyes look almost black
The weight I lost I've gained again
I'm beginning to realise
I don't need the weather
To be flying above the clouds
This infinite skyline
Starting to feel like something now
And I would be lying if I told you
That I had it all figured out
Who needs the weather
When you're flying above the clouds
I'm learning to find beauty
In all of my brokenness
There's a list of things I used to do
That I don't really miss
I'm not all that good at letting go
I'm doing my best to find
The beauty in my brokenness
I'm beginning to realise
I don't need the weather
To be flying above the clouds
This infinite skyline
Starting to feel like something now
And I would be lying if I told you
That I had it all figured out
Who needs the weather
When you're flying above the clouds"