
A Song For Milly Michaelson
Well you know I hardly speak;
and when I do, its just for you.
I havent said a word in weeks;
because theyve been keeping me from you.
But theres a way where theres a will;
you know I got no need for stairs.
So step out on the windowsill,
and fall with me into the air.
Here we go, hold on tight and dont let go;
I wont ever let you fall.
I love the night
and flying oer these city lights;
but I love you most of all.
And theres something you should know girl;
you should have died that day
when you fell reaching for the rose.
But baby I was there to save you.
Here we go, hold on tight and dont let go;
I wont ever let you fall.
I love the night and flying oer these city lights;
but I love you most of all.