You always take the heart of me
and leave it there it stays to be
What is it for?
Do you want more?
It takes a while to grasp on to
the softness of a heart anew
What is it for?
Why did you wrong me?
IN THE BUS
I FALL ALL THE TIME
MY FEET GIVE UP
AND GRAVITY IS MINE
I THROW MYSELF
FROM ANYTHING THAT'S TALL
AND FALL
I want to live
and learn to love
And you're the one
I put above
But what is it for?
Could there be more?
IN THE BUS
I FALL ALL THE TIME
MY FEET GIVE UP
AND GRAVITY IS MINE
I THROW MYSELF
FROM STAIRS AND TRAINS
FROM TREES AND PLANES
AS LONG AS I CAN FALL