Falling - Madhouse

I’ve never felt so confused in my head\nHaving your smell as my comfort in bed\nAnd suddenly it seems\nYour words become my dreams\nI’m falling, I’m falling\nNot flying\nI’ve never tried making sense of this mess\nI need you near when I share my regrets\nThen you kept me on your strings\nShedding feathers of my wings\nI’m falling, I’m falling\nNot flying\nIf you bring all you have\nWe can have enough to share\nIf you dare me to chose\nWe have everything to lose\nWe’re falling, we’re falling\nNot flying