Afraid of Flying

I can’t take your calls

and I can’t read your writing

the snow outside just falls

maybe I can, too

I’m mad at myself (and a little bit at you)

I let myself believe

that you might really help

with the pieces still unglued

but did you hear me crying from way out there?

did you know I was trying not to be scared?

hey, I’m afraid of flying up in the air

but I do it anyway

I do it anyway

I do it anyway

I had so much fight (in my old and angry life)

I would have been crazy

with a thing like this tonight

I’d have torn us both apart

but I have a kind of peace (even if this is the end)

it’s a fragile kind of lacework

that if I want to keep

I have to take care of this heart

but did you hear me crying from way out there?

did you know I was trying not to be scared?

hey, I’m afraid of flying up in the air

but I do it anyway

I do it anyway

did you hear me crying from way out there?

did you know I was trying not to be scared?

hey, I’m afraid of flying up in the air

but I do it anyway, I do it anyway