Without A Net
(c)2004 Russell Wolff

I am not a statue of you, I am not a mirror
I remember when you'd crawl
I won't wear the glasses if the image isn't clearer
I don't want to watch you fall
they say that you never really know until you

rise right up, and fall back down
without a net, before the ground
i know it's true, the day i fell for you

i am not a vacuum cleaner, i am not the ocean
i just want to pull you in
i know you let the crowd receive your simplest emotion
i just sit and let you win
they say, that a man can't know himself until he

every guy you met you said don't mean a thing
but don't forget there's not a ring around you yet
ill be the king who found you

i am not some oil on a canvas that you;'re painting
you don't want to let it dry
i can feel the world from every sound that you are making
i don't want to sere you, see you cry