Falling Grace - Chick Corea & Return to Forever

The day started ordinary, boys walking by It was the same old story, too fresh or too shy I'm not the kind to fall for a guy Who flashes a smile (it goes on for miles) Don't usually swoon, but I'm over the moon ('Cause he was just too cool for school) And now I'm falling for ya, falling for ya I know I shouldn't, but I I just can't stop myself from Falling for ya, falling for ya Can't hold on any longer And now I'm falling for you Now we're goin' steady He's the cat's meow (meow, meow) He says I'm a Betty and we paint the town I'm not the kind to fall for a guy Just 'cause he says, "Hi" (when he's cruisin' by) He's ready to race and I'm catching his gaze (Down-low, on like this for days) And now I'm falling for ya, falling for ya I know I shouldn't, but I I just can't stop myself from Falling for ya, falling for ya Can't hold on any longer And now I'm falling for ya It feels like I tumbled from another world Into your arms and it's so secure Maybe I'll stumble, but I know for sure Head over heels, I'm gonna be your girl And now I'm falling for ya, falling for ya I know I shouldn't, but I I just can't stop myself from Falling for ya, falling for ya Can't hold on any longer And now I'm falling for you

We got lost again Drove to the end of the road Met a red faced man taught us to do what we're told And on the twenty-third night Things aint bad but things ain't right Are we falling or flying? Are we falling or flying? Are we living or dying? I guess we'll never know The airs so heavy It could drown a butterfly If it flew to high And I get the feeling That the truck driver ain't shy Because he's lookin' at me but no where near my eye And on the thirty-fifth morning Things ain't good but things ain't boring Are we falling or flying? Are we falling or flying? Are we living or dying? I guess we'll never know Striking rock or hitting gold Sometimes it's hard to tell if there's a life behind a song? But I know tommorow Today won't feel so alone Because on the forty-second night The room was dark but the stage was bright Are we falling or flying? Are we falling or flying? Are we living, are we dying? 'Cause my friend this too shall pass So play every show like its your last