Falling Back
It's quiet and calm and not one cloud in sight
Then the tips of the trees start blowing
Moving along, a bright looking sky
Carrying on, but unknowing
Confident, self-assured and satisfied
Then a windstorm of questions catch up from behind
Oh, I'm falling back, I'm falling back again
Oh, I'm falling fast, I'm falling back again, oh no
Plunging and tumbling, toward the core of the storm
Then carried up, over it soaring
Out from the dust and clearer once more
Then landing again on a path restored
Until I'm falling back, I'm falling back again
Oh, I'm falling back, I'm falling back again
Oh, I'm falling back, I'm falling back again
Oh, I'm falling back, I'm falling back again, oh no
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Autor(es): TRACY L COLLETTO
