Gravity, it makes no sense to me
but it pulls me, just like you do
The higher I am, the harder into ground I will slam
it will kill me, it? ll be messy
Here I am, planted on the ground and waiting, waiting for it to pull me
If my logic isn? t sound, what? s keeping our feet on the ground?
An equation, or special occasion
Don? t get me wrong, I? d rather be up in the clouds
but I? d worry, about coming down
Here we are, feeling worlds apart, yet sharing, the pull of gravity
Is it wrong, is it wrong, to be pulled along, by a song
By now, I should have it all figured out
but you? ve pulled my outer space apart
If Gravity is embrace, and time the love we chase
well my darling, you must be a star
Here I am, a meteoric stance as I give in, into the pulls