Parachute

Who will be my parachute?
Lovesick wounded soul
Without wounds where would your power be?
Slowly getting cold, the pain will soon devour me, devour me
Can i find it in you to peel away my immobility?
So that i can know that you truly love me
Who is gonna be there when i fall down?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna hold me when i cry out?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna listen to me when im so defeated?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna care for me when i truly need it?
As im standing here and im feeling low
Who is gonna save my soul?
Who will be my parachute?
I got a fresh hair to split
By the cleanest razor of philosophy
By myself i sit and wonder what is wrong with me, wrong with me
Can i find it in you to peel away my immobility?
So that i can know that you truly love me
Who is gonna be there when i fall down?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna hold me when i cry out?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna listen to me when im so defeated?
Who will be my parachute?
Who is gonna care for me when i truly need it?
As im standing here and im feeling low
Who is gonna save my soul?
Who will be my parachute?