| Resting like the moon across the sky | |
| My mind looks up as thoughts of you go by | |
| Your eyes come flying bright against the wind | |
| I'm building up my walls to keep my freedom in | |
| But it all falls dead at my feet | |
| Each time we meet | |
| No matter what I do | |
| I fall to you. | |
| I latch and lock the doors of every day | |
| To try again to mean the things I say | |
| Thoughts of you come crashing through my solitude | |
| And the walls I thought were strong break down and let them through | |
| And it all falls hard to the ground | |
| My head spins around | |
| My shield snaps in two | |
| I fall to you. | |
| Rivers rush and flood my weary shores | |
| I'm drunk on dreams of you, I can't get off the floor | |
| Your shadows move around me and they call my bluff | |
| Just when I think I've built my mountain high enough | |
| It all falls in spite of itself | |
| I laugh at myself | |
| I'm too weak to fight | |
| Your eyes are too bright | |
| Why deny that it's true? | |
| I fall to you. |