The first night Only windows All thrown open am I One last look Is all it took To give it a name: Falling I fall in your arms When your head is turned Shot straight from the sky Into your heart When slings for your limbs And a breaking fall Are all you need Paper-thin Turning over and over again You've been spared but barely there I fall in your arms When your head is turned Shot straight from the sky Into your heart When slings for your limbs And a breaking fall Are all you need