Jumping, jumping, jumping
My feet leave the groud
Trying to stay grounded
Like a stag that keeps bumping
Their head
On a tree
While I sit on the branches
Reaching out to catch your dreams
But I know I'm only dreaming
And there are no second chances
Just the knowledge that you're
gone
Mar 30, 2012
Mar 30, 2012 at 11:12 AM UTC
Jumping, jumping, jumping
My feet leave the groud
Trying to stay grounded
Like a stag that keeps bumping
Their head
On a tree
While I sit on the branches
Reaching out to catch your dreams
But I know I'm only dreaming
And there are no second chances
Just the knowledge that you're
gone