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 guide me safely to ground
But now, the cord's not workin'
And I can see you starin' me down
I won't fall in love with falling
And I will try to avoid those eyes, oh
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 fallin'
I will try to avoid those eyes
But now, I'm here to give you words as tools that can destroy my heart
