If I could right the wrongs the past just wouldnt be.
How could I fall in love at zero gravity?
From a weightless condition to a heavy circumstance, like a voice with a vibrato do I tremble for the chance.
And will I hurt myself?
Am I like the man who fell?
And will I burn myself if I have to go through hell?
And if I did make you love me will you make me belong?
And Im waiting for the time, like the calm before the storm.
Oh no youre not free to fall.
Free to fall!
Oh no youre not, not free to fall.
Oh no, oh no.
This must be someone else cause the part just isnt me.
Can this be happening cause it sounds like lines to me?
First youre sailing then youre swimming then youre sinking in the sea of love, still you sparkle and you sizzle cause a live wire always does.
Within the atmosphere so rare, so rare, so rare, I can see my liquid love light fading, fading, draining.
Its raining, raining.
And if I did make you love me, what did I do wrong?
And Im waiting for the time, like the calm before the storm.