When I fall are your hands waiting for me 
Just before I hit the ground 
Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing 
Over and over that your anger bleeds from you? 
Like an open wound 
When I fall do tears fall from your eyes 
Because of the love you have for me? 
Or are you so sick of me doing the same thing 
Over and over that your wrath emits from you 
Like the heat from the sun 
I crumble when I walk 
When I look in the mirror of the 4th dimension I see 
Your grace wrapped around me 
Like King's cloak on a slave 
My vain imaginationmak ing up scenarios 
Rewind and then I'll play 'em back in stereo surround sound 
But they only bring me down and on my face I have a frown 
But then I remember 
I remember Myrtle Beach 
And all my boys in Luti-Kriss 
We rocked a phat live show 
And through that we were blessed 
I also think about home and the mad love you blessed me with 
I got it bad for that girl 
She's the only one 
But now I know that your loves fall down 
Now I know your hands that weren't there