Out here on the ledge,
I’m not far away from stepping off.
I’ve finally picked out my cloud,
It’s the one over there, surrounded by all that air.
You reached out your hand,
And said, “I understand, so why not come down?”
Well except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Oh except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Thank you for asking,
I’m so glad we had this moment here.
I know they think I’m crazy,
But everything I am,
Is everything I was taught to be.
You reached out your hand,
And said, “I understand, so why not come down?”
Oh except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Oh except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Oh and as you read my words out loud,
Make me sound genius,
Make me sound special,
And maybe I’ll come down.
Well except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Well except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars,
Well I’m fine.
Oh and as you read my words out loud,
Make me sound genius,
Make me sound special,
And maybe I’ll come down.
