I can't listen to your songs, they make me feel so small
They leave me so alone: but I need to write, how it comes?
Your song is coming from the clouds, notes like the thunders - let them blow
Your love is falling from the sky, as a grace it's raining - let it fall.
Fall (Leave everything behind, 'cause your devotion makes you blind), let it fall
And there will be no special song that turns your sadness into gold
And there will be no special song about the madness your love caused
Your song is coming from the clouds, notes like the thunders - let them blow
Your love is falling from the sky, as a grace it's raining - let it fall
Fall (Leave everything behind, 'cause your devotion makes you blind), let it fall
Oh, but I can't be saved
Dancing in the storm I wait
('Cause) It still makes me feel so small
But I don't wanna be anymore alone
Fall, fall, let it fall
Fall, fall, (Leave everything behind, your devotion makes you blind), let it fall
Fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall