Why does it feel so bad when I am flying high
Why do I feel so good when I am fallin g straight down
I am plummeting through darkness
with nowhere to run
And nowhere to hide

Why do I am so fearful to stand by your side
Why do I feel content to let her take you
I am jumbled up
With no one to hold

Why can't I have control
Why can't I be sane
I am spiraling out of control
I should have let the darkness take me

Why I am intrigued by the storm rolling deep inside
Why do I fear the happiness that I want
I am going insane
I can't find the foot holds to support myself

Why does it feel so bad when I am flying high
Why do I feel so good when I am falling straight down
I am plummeting through darkness
with nowhere to run
And nowhere to hide

I am surrounded, surrounded
By thoughts of you