Learning To Be کے بول

Every word That I’ve ever said Is empty as air Like gossamer thread I come tumbling out Of a single bed To be with you again And isn’t it strange That the method I choose Is a way to get close But I get further from you? I try to step away But I am too scared to move Like I I’m in love again And when it’s over we go down to the streets Feeling like models learning to be Falling like leaves, falling like leaves Falling like leaves, falling like leaves