Texty: David Gray. Falling Free.

All of my senses overthrown
By the might of your skin
And the lamplight
On 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 jewel 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
Don't it just taste so pure
Mercy me, I'm falling free
Since you opened up the door