I've fallen once, I've fallen twice,
I think I just might fall again;
That falling feeling is so nice;
inspite of all the heartfelt pain.
When I first fell, I fell so fast,
Headlong into my first flight;
Because I knew, that it would last,
I felt with all my soul and might.
And when I fell, the tears fell too,
Bandaid did not help at all;
So, what on earth was I to do?
I picked myself up from my fall.
But now I'm falling like the rain,
How nice to fall for him again!
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