Floating

Mac Miller

Compositor: Alexander Spit / Jon Brion / Mac Miller

Yeah, there's a room somewhere up above the trees
And once you get there, you don't ever wanna leave no-no-no, no (ah, ah)
Feelin' good, feelin' free
When I can finally get away
When I can finally get away (Away, away, away, away)
I need to see it with my own eyes
Hope it remembers and it knows my face, face
I'll come and see you if you don't mind
When I can finally get away
When I can finally get away

There's a place right up above the clouds (yeah)
Somewhere in between later and right now, right now (right now, right now, right now)
And you don't have to be scared, no
I'll be there when I can finally get away
When I can finally get away
Soarin' uncontrollably, gravity ain't holdin' me down (ha-ha), maybe I
I'll fly to your front door some time
When I can finally get away
When I can finally get away (get away, get away, get away)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, get away
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haa
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
(Get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away)
Get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away

Get away, get away
Get away, get away
Get away, get away