When I fall are your hands waiting for me Just before I hit the ground Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing Over and over that your anger bleeds from you? Like an open wound When I fall do tears fall from your eyes Because of the love you have for me? Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing Over and over that your wrath emits from you Like the heat from the sun I crumble when I walk When I look in the mirror of the 4th dimension I see Your grace wrapped around me Like King's cloak on a slave My vain imaginationmak ing up scenarios Rewind and then I'll play 'em back in stereo surround sound But they only bring me down and on my face I have a frown But then I remember I remember Myrtle Beach And all my boys in Luti-Kriss We rocked a phat live show And through that we were blessed I also think about home and the mad love you blessed me with I got it bad for that girl She's the only one But now I know that your loves fall down Now I know your hands that weren't there