Don't tell him now I'm on my way to you If you wanna keep it down He shouldn't know that we're about To meet enough to see What it's like to be kissed I'm sorry, Miss Your smirking face is trying to fake it You know I've made it And this endless chase is making me sick I'm counting numbers We're still eighteen You're procrastinating Do you feel like lifting up in the air? We're ascending heaven with no stairs Do you feel like lifting up in the air? We're ascending heaven with no stairs I got something to say And you won't mind 'Cause you got that look that says "Alright, we'll do it my way no matter what you say, We'll do it my way 'till I'll be by your side" And you don't know what I see Cause you stand in front of me We're made of little talks silent looks and funny jokes, And I don't need to pretend I do it only when I say I don't care Do you feel like lifting up in the air? We're ascending heaven with no stairs Do you feel like lifting up in the air? We're ascending heaven with no stairs Do you feel like lifting? Do you feel like lifting? Do you feel like lifting? Do you feel like lifting?