You've got a pair of shoes, but you don't need to walk You've got a parachute, I saw you When you approached me with this sort of agressiveness That's been hidden by the subtleness of your breath on my neck I can see your face But I don't want to face it Right now Maybe tomorrow Could you see your house from wherever you fell? Do you really need me tonight? Or can I go back to solid ground When you go head down flying, I got my back down I watched that wingsuited man fly right through your chest I confess That I can reach your face But I just cannot face it Acrophobia in a lot of cases Could you see your house from wherever you fell? Do you really need me tonight? Or can I go back to solid ground Don't you think this plan has gone up way higher than the actual plane I'm 100 miles per hour and yet there is no sight of what excites you So I'll open my parachute Parachute Pair of shoes Parachute