the clock is ticking   our days are passing by   we're here, we're waiting for   the climax of our lives   won't someone tell me   what i'm doing here   miles above the earth   with no pilot here to steer   my direction, is good intention   i got time to spare, no time to spare   no time to waste   my intention, is good attention   so you can hear me when i say      (chorus)   tell me why i'm falling   i try to stand up tall and   do the things that i believe in   tell me why i'm trying   it feels more like i'm dying   right before your eyes      i don't believe in   fact or fiction   it's just our rendition   of what we see   i see a world of searching   while i'm screaming 'please don't hurt me'   but they don't hear me   no they don't hear me      (chorus)      so tell me why i'm feeling   better of not breathing today   so why am i still breathing   with nothing to believe in      (chorus)