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Walking is a series of falling downAnd getting right back up againI fell down pretty hard that afternoonThat you walked into my headI was so full of butterfliesGirl, you were full of charmIt took a lot of walking side by sideBefore we were arm in armYou fell down from the clouds aboveAs the days turned into weeksMy arm found its way on your shoulderMy nose was rubbed against your cheekWe walk upstairsDown comes your hair from its knot aboveAnd those butterflies butter-flied awayAnd what was left you once called loveHello, MaryIt's me, it's meGive me a breakWho else could I be?Come downSongtexteTo the same groundMake the same soundsMake the same rounds with meYou know that I haven't changed that muchYou know that I still have that same touchThat makes you and makes meSo happy, MaryAnd I know that you know me bestAnd you know that I know youBetter than the restAnd we know what we knowI guess I'm walking if I'm falling downWas never good at standing stillYou always liked to move all aroundWater through a fish's gillI thought that you and IWould forever always beBut when I tripped you could've broken my fallBut instead I scraped my kneeAnd we know what we knowAnd we know what we know, don't we? Aus Songtexte Mania