Pale light on your hair
Hear feeble music
I promised not to stare

I'm no match for your gaze
I hang my head and we embrace
Tremble
I turn aside

CHORUS
Jumping off a cliff
But I won't hit the ground
I'm gliding
I'm gliding through the air

I'm no match for your gaze
I hang my head and we embrace
Tremble
I turn aside

CHORUS