I don't fall slow like I used to I fall straight down You've stolen my air catcher That kept me safe and sound
My parachutes will get me Safely to ground But now the cord's not working And I see you staring me down
I won't fall in Love with falling I will try to avoid Those eyes
I think you would beat The moon in a pretty contest And the moon just happened to be The very first thing that I missed
I was doing fine on my own And there wasn't much I lacked But you've stolen my air catcher And I don't know if I want it back
I won't fall in Love with falling I will try to avoid Those eyes
'Cause I'm not sure I want to give you Tools that can destroy My heart
And I just don't say What you want to hear So I'll write my fears And I don't believe In talking just to breathe And falling selfishly
I won't fall in Love with falling I will try to avoid Those eyes
But now I'm here To give you words As tools that can destroy My heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.