Toss the cigarettes from my side of the bed I can reach them from over here
And I think that there's some matches In my jacket on the chair We're in the moment Where love becomes a memory
And I'm weightless and I'm helpless And I don't believe in gravity Or anything that holds me down There's a crack in the ceiling Was that there before?
You're turning away Biting your nails I wish I told you more
Well, there's traffic and there's breathing and there's time This is the moment where love becomes a mystery
And I'm helpless and also weightless And I don't believe in gravity Or anyone that holds me down How can something so beautiful Be so sad?
How can someone so vulnerable and free Hold me down? When I'm weightless and I'm helpless I don't believe in gravity