On the Way Down - Copyright 2008 by Jonathan Meek

On the way down, for just a minute I felt weightless
Like I would never have to hit the ground
And realize I am subject to the world and all it demands

I’m coming back, yeah I’m coming back around
I’m coming back, coming back to her

My little girl, she pulls like gravity
She spins me around on strings that I can’t see
My little girl, keep hold of me.

So I started out, retracing steps and lines I’d crossed
And mistakes I’d taken
Till I figured out, if I stopped moving
The world would take me right back where I began

I’m coming back, yeah I’m coming back around
I’m coming back, coming back to her

My little girl, she pulls like gravity
She spins me around on strings that I can’t see
My little girl, don’t let go of my feet.

My little girl, don’t let go of my feet.
Keep spinning around the strings that I can’t see
My little girl, you pull like gravity.