| Climbing out of the sky a man who could fly and a painting anyone could play. |
| It’s a comic book crush that taught you to trust. |
| Staring out of the stands at a rock n roll band |
| and a hero no one else could save, it was never much but it’s all that you gave. |
| And I wonder if you wonder, or did your stars finally explode? |
| Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze? |
| I’m amazed, then I let go. |
| Little minds let little pain burn big old dreams with little flames, |
| and you don’t think I understand. |
| Little holes in parachutes won’t leave you falling, |
| if they do, it’s because you want to land. |
| Climbing out of his chair to fix the T.V. glare is a man |
| but no one knows he’s there. |
| It’s a Dramamine dream that kept them alive but lost. |
| She’s got her plastic friends and a brand new Benz and she laughs, |
| «Hell, sometimes life ain’t fair» |
| It’s a comic book crush that got them nowhere. |
| And I wonder if you wonder, or did your stars finally explode? |
| Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze? |
| I’m amazed, then I let go. |
| Little minds let little pain burn big old dreams with little flames, |
| and you don’t think I understand. |
| Little holes in parachutes won’t leave you falling, |
| if they do, it’s because you want to land. |
| These elevator doors are closing again you leave before I planned. |
| I taste you walking down the hall. |
| You left your perfume on the nightstand. |
| Little minds let little pain burn big old dreams with little flames, |
| and you don’t think I understand. |
| Little holes in parachutes won’t leave you falling, |
| if they do, it’s because you want to land. |