
Falling Free David Gray
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All of my senses overthrown
By the might of your skin
And the lamplight in your cheek bone
Drawing me further in
No sentence I can speak
For the wonder so unique
Breaking like a wave upon the shore
Mercy me, I'm falling free
Since you opened up the door
See how the sky is made of sapphire
The colours flowing through our hands
The moon is fire in your hair
A million miles beyond what science understands
Smell that mountain heather
I don't remember ever
Feeling like this before
Mercy me, I'm falling free
Since you opened up the door
If every windowpane should shatter
If every wall should fall apart
Well it might hurt a bit - but would it matter?
With this diamond in my heart
No need to nail it to the ground
No need to smother it with sense
Just listen to the rhythm
Of your heart that pounds
And trust it all to chance
Cos we’re standing face to face
With the angel of grace
And don’t it just taste so pure?
By the might of your skin
And the lamplight in your cheek bone
Drawing me further in
No sentence I can speak
For the wonder so unique
Breaking like a wave upon the shore
Mercy me, I'm falling free
Since you opened up the door
See how the sky is made of sapphire
The colours flowing through our hands
The moon is fire in your hair
A million miles beyond what science understands
Smell that mountain heather
I don't remember ever
Feeling like this before
Mercy me, I'm falling free
Since you opened up the door
If every windowpane should shatter
If every wall should fall apart
Well it might hurt a bit - but would it matter?
With this diamond in my heart
No need to nail it to the ground
No need to smother it with sense
Just listen to the rhythm
Of your heart that pounds
And trust it all to chance
Cos we’re standing face to face
With the angel of grace
And don’t it just taste so pure?
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