Falling From The Sky
summertime
i thought you never knew
it was mine
i didn't know
this was done
but it tastes so good
it was time
this engines lost control
i was flying towards the burning sun
and about that time she looked at me and said,
"there's something going on"
if we were falling from the sky
would we apologize for lost time?
if we were falling from the sky
never give it back
would you take me back?
taken back
define my state of mind
problems hide
yes, i know
winters chill
and it feels so good
"there's something going on"
"attention, attention, there's something going on"
if we were falling from the sky
would we apologize for lost time?
if we were falling from the sky
never give it back
tell me what's wrong
the doctors been out for weeks
tell me what's wrong with your life
same old thing again
if we were falling from the sky
would we apologize for lost time?
if we were falling from the sky
never give it back
would you ever take me back
if we were falling from the sky, would we ever know?
this engines lost control
and oh no, i was flying towards the burning sun
and about that time she looked at me and said,
"it was time"
i was flying towards the burning sun
Cayendo del Cielo
en verano
pensé que nunca lo supiste
era mío
no sabía
esto estaba hecho
pero sabe tan bien
era hora
este motor perdió el control
yo volaba hacia el sol ardiente
y en ese momento ella me miró y dijo,
"algo está pasando"
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
¿nos disculparíamos por el tiempo perdido?
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
nunca lo devolveríamos
¿me volverías a aceptar?
devuelto
define mi estado mental
los problemas se esconden
sí, lo sé
el frío del invierno
y se siente tan bien
"algo está pasando"
"atención, atención, algo está pasando"
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
¿nos disculparíamos por el tiempo perdido?
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
nunca lo devolveríamos
dime qué está mal
el médico ha estado fuera por semanas
dime qué está mal con tu vida
la misma vieja historia otra vez
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
¿nos disculparíamos por el tiempo perdido?
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo
nunca lo devolveríamos
¿alguna vez me volverías a aceptar
si estuviéramos cayendo del cielo, ¿alguna vez lo sabríamos?
este motor perdió el control
y oh no, yo volaba hacia el sol ardiente
y en ese momento ella me miró y dijo,
"era hora"
yo volaba hacia el sol ardiente
Escrita por: Mike Kamerman / Ryan Dunson