Coming Down

Holding on to sentiment Not what they said, not what you meant The strangest contradiction Separate the fact from fiction Consequences that might follow It might be my turn tomorrow But if I could take your place I would die to put a smile back on your face I spoke a name to the stars A little light for where you are I spoke a name to the stars Falling straight to you Coming down Falling straight to you Coming down If you could see the way I do The tints and tones surrounding you The light bends in your path Spinning waves under the glass If mine is mine and yours is yours I'd break my walls, knock down my doors Offer you a second story Once upon a time, when you were happy too I spoke a name to the stars A little light for where you are Falling straight to you Coming down Falling straight to you Coming down Falling straight to you Coming down Falling straight to you Coming down