Falling

High above the mid-way lightsHigh above the rides, you, me and the skyThe whole world looks small tonightAnd you said that we could never really flyWell if you're right and we're nothing at allTell me why did I keep thinking 'bout you callingIf you're right and we're nothing at allTell me why do you keep thinking that you're fallingSwaying, singing at the skywheel topThen you say that I can never make you mineWell lights, rings, constellations turn and stopKiss me once again and change your mindIf you're right and we're nothing at allTell me why did I keep thinking 'bout you callingIf you're right and we're nothing at allTell me why do you keep thinking that you're falling.