Barcelona

Falling Out Of Trees
Fall, fall out of trees Into the street On my own I finally found out how long I can hang on I've got this all wrong My heart is scared, my heart is gone Now, looking around, there's no one here to hear my fall White, white as a sheet I saw a ghost, I think it was me I've got to get out Out of this town It's scary Sometimes when I sleep I miss my home, I miss my tree And now it's up to them to carry me back up to the top I've got this now My legs are steady now The angels warned me never to fall down From Letras Mania