Balcony Boulevard — Kari Rueslatten

If I were to live on Balcony Boulevard My feet wouldn't touch the ground But what if I fell down?

Would you see mee from the top Would you see me waking up I'd never go astray but then, you'd find me anyway

Would I miss my beloved moss-covered stones the woods I once called home? Would I still dream the dream of you?

The ghost you see - it's only me I am no longer free If I fall, I fall alone but if I fall for you, fall for you