I can be wrong, I can be wrong but something lies the astral skies, can't get these pictures off my mind smoking sunshine, can't get my feet back on
and now I fly closer a million miles ahead and I keep falling, all over the day slides like an orange glow in hell but I can't tell and you're near now
I heard you're talking of innocense and self control and all these reasons you're dying of fear for an eye and a reach out as falling becomes part of
I never thought I could lose you I never thought it could come I never heard of confusion head down with a hole in my heart and now I'm head down, down
