"Let Me Fly Or Let Me Fall" lyrics
"Let Me Fly Or Let Me Fall"
I used to wind you up
You used to calm me down
You let me play the martyr
So that I could act the clown
The difference between the church and stage
Is whether we're enlightened or amazed
The magician or the priest
Take a little bit from each
And hope some of the magic always stays
I used to make you laugh
And you used to make me think
You pulled me from the edge
Oh, when I was on the brink
Now you better let me fly or let me fall
It can sometimes fire the engines when they stall
To float without the drive
Is just being half alive
And between the two of us there must be more
You used to make me smile
I used to turn you on
The flame may flicker sometimes
Ah, but love has never gone
And if anything, right now I need you more
Is that a heartbeat or a tapping at your door?
A sense that something's wrong
A weakening of something strong
Like a lion with a splinter in his paw
Better take some chances
Do not lose your nerve
Roll into the corners
And then drive out of the curve
Sometimes you may hear the tires squeal
They're only trying to get a grip on what is real
We're not going anywhere
If there is no rush of air
And you cannot feel the road
Beneath the wheel
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- Ralph McTell Lyrics
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