Thursday, December 3, 2009

I got a phobia when it comes to heights
Even if it's a first class flight
And as a kid, I never really liked to climb
If you pushed me hard on a swing, then I'd cry
If I had a dream that I was flying,
Then I'd wake up in a panic, screaming

And now you take me up and away with you
Push me out of the plane with no parachute
And now I'm gonna need somebody to catch me....

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