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