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The Falling

(Mokracy)
April 27, 2010
Word and Music by Paul Felice
The Falling by Paul Felice

There you are looking back at me,
Hopes and dreams of what can never be
So I drive back home again, wistfully
Secrets in my mind, unbridled, running free
The touch of your hand, the smell of your hair, the loss of control in me
So I run back home again, impatiently
Sleepless nights, yeah, the darkness leaves me so cold
I lie here without you, I suddenly feel so old
But I stay at home again, uncomfortably
There you are, looking over at me
Lover’s eyes locked, gazing, fear we both must see
And I can’t go home tonight, unfortunately
Sunrise washes over warming bodies, blinding eyes
Reality lives again as the evening dies
Will I go home today, to my goodbyes?