Texty: Mary Gauthier. Soft Place To Land.

Look at me, on the high wire
As I attempt to balance safety with desire
Step right up, get your tickets here
What you see should have you trembling with fear
Without a net, here I go
Ladies and gentlemen I promise you a show

As I?m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
Falling into the eyes of strangers
I wanna smile but I can?t
I?m looking for a soft place to land

When you?re up so high it?s hard to know
If you look foolish waving to the crowd below
It was plain, to everyone but me
Only a fool forgets the pull of gravity
But for a while, didn?t I fly?
Didn?t I shine like a star up in the sky?

Now I?m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
Falling into the eyes of strangers
I wanna cry but I can?t
I?m looking for a soft place to land

Bridge
I remember blue sky
I remember company
I remember laughter
I remember everything

As I?m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
Falling into the eyes of strangers
I wanna cry, but I can?t
I?m looking for a soft place to land
And it?s hard to find a soft place to land
Ain?t it hard to find a soft place to land