Is it okay to love you?
Is it okay to be loved by you?
Is it okay to feel the feel way I feel?
'Cause I'm falling into pieces, how are you?

You're flying away, but I love you
When you return, I'll let things happen as they always do
My glass is half full inside
You might see me blue
But I'm falling into pieces, how are you?

Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
And I'm falling into pieces all alone

This piece is said, to argue
And this piece is said,
To find out that we know that we don't know
This puzzle's finished and this is what we do
So I'm falling into pieces without you

Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
When we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
And I'll be falling into pieces all alone

Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
Where ever we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
Where we stop our lives
We'll find our way back home
And I'll be falling into pieces all alone