Transcription: Watch the wheels on asphalt through the tennel rain That peppers the windowpane It's three o'clock on Tuesday night Sitting in Starbucks again at night Falling down I snap off the curb and into the street My body like a pinball in the traffic I've been talking to one What's funny, I don't know What's so funny? I am falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling You discourage me from sleeping I almost let myself pretend That I could open the door But I've been there before And I'm not going back again Fall Oh, oh, oh, down And I remember how I used to lay on my back in the park Once clou ...
