Would the winds at the cliff let me leap if they knew that I was leaping for you? (I've fallen for you). Pretty boys dig their own. With these romantic notions piled as high as the heavens, I'd rather die than deny my foolish affections. Hindsight may prove me blind but even then I wouldn't mind. Stars may cross but never hold. This will always be mine. Crushed to earth and I'm caught up in you. The pleading is fleeting, but no less true. Crushed to earth and I'm caught up in you
All Bets Off
