Sep 16, 2005 06:53
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth.
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt.
Still a little hard to say what's going on.
Still a little bit of your ghost, your witness.
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed.
You step a little closer every day.
Still, I can't say what's going on.
Stones taught me to fly.
Love taught me to lie.
Life taught me to die.
So it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball.
Still a little bit of your song in my ear.
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear.
You step a little closer to me.
So close that I can't see what's going on.
Stones taught me to fly.
Love taught me to cry.
So come on, courage!
Teach me to be shy.
'Cause it's not hard to fall and I don't want to scare him.
It's not hard to fall and I don't wanna lose.
It's not hard to grow when you know that you just don't know.