From the Album:* 
Eight miles high
When daylight and nighttime feel the same
It's time for your mind to play the game
Close all your eyes and touch the air
Reach for the hand that must be there
You can hide away from realityand you can't escape
Yesterday 
I felt itand the first thing 
I thoughtNever let go
I held it as close as 
I couldWhen it didn't grow like it shouldand then, after hours, 
I opened my head
Found myself back on the floor near my bed
Nothing has changed, it was all the same again
Oh, yeah,........
When daylight and nighttime feel the same
It's time for your mind to play a game
Close all your eyes and touch the air
Reach for the hand that must be thereyou can hide away from realityand you can't escape