I am the one to fall,
I fall easily and I fell for you.
When the fall is over...
you collide.
A hard hit.
This time is this time.
Respectfully, another chance.
I've been court jester.
I've been another stand.
I've been the next notch.
A hard hit.
Is this time the contrary?
Naive by curse,
I follow through.
Shame on me;
your word is golden.
But for you I've fallen.
Tried and true.
Again, I'm happy.
Again, it hurts.
Again, I'm confused.
Your word is golden.
When we talk, we talk.
Smiles and all.
When I'm alone I wonder,
if tell you I fell already...
will you ask, "Have you?"
When the fall is over
we all land somewhere.
It's a matter of impact.
It's a fact of life.
It's a matter of fact.
Will you ask, "Have you?"
