When I fall are your hands waiting for me
Just before I hit the ground
Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing
Over and over that your anger bleeds from you?
Like an open wound
When I fall do tears fall from your eyes
Because of the love you have for me?
Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing
Over and over that your wrath emits from you
Like the heat from the sun
I crumble when I walk
When I look in the mirror of the 4th dimension I see
Your grace wrapped around me
Like King's cloak on a slave
My vain imaginationmak ing up scenarios
Rewind and then I'll play 'em back in stereo surround sound
But they only bring me down and on my face I have a frown
But then I remember
I remember Myrtle Beach
And all my boys in Luti-Kriss
We rocked a phat live show
And through that we were blessed
I also think about home and the mad love you blessed me with
I got it bad for that girl
She's the only one
But now I know that your loves fall down
Now I know your hands that weren't there