I walked to the edge, stood over breaking ground to hear your voice,
As the Earth gives out under, my soul feels like a stone, it feels like a star.

As I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on, holding on,
As I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on.

He said the moon looked like the battered face of Jesus on the cross,
Then he laid me down,
I wrap this longing around me, and wait for some sign of you,
My balance is gone.

And as I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on, holding on,
And as I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on.

As I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on, holding on,
As I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me,
As I'm falling you're holding on.