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