And I'll fall,
And I'll fall.
And I'll fall,
And I'll fall ..
And I'll fall,
And I'll fall ..
And I'll --
Could you grab my hand and hold me?
Above this hole I dug,
I could stare up at the sun and the clouds,
As you pull and tug.
I'm shaking and I'm burning,
from the heat below.
I swear I hear it calling,
I just have to let go ..