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High, the storm starts to fade The sky gets more blue as it goes away The solar drops slipping on the leaves They run a race which they don't believe They think they're escaping the clouds The truth is they're just falling down High, the storm starts to fade The sky gets more blue as it goes away The solar drops slipping on the leaves They run a race which they don't believe They think they're escaping the clouds The truth is they're just falling down Gravity, I'm falling though I try to run away, but I'm falling through I'm falling in, in love, I'm gonna hit the ground The solar drops slipping on the leaves They run a race which they don't believe They think they're escaping the clouds The truth is they're just falling down
Writer(s): Fernando Fortunato Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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