And so it is...what I fear for you had come to pass. With great turbulence it blew you offguard, and made you lose your ground.
As I reach out to you, you turned your head away and pulled your hands away from me.
The winds...they're strong and could blow you away. Why do you do this?
You can lose yourself in the winds...you know this. Yet, you seek solace in her arms.
Let me be your new story, it's grounded you'll see, or do you see there's no heroes in that sky where you are flying;

alas, shall I bleed among the clouds with/for you in hopes that my body will bring you down...down here where your feet'll touch the ground.