When all the stars were falling I reached up like you said.
All the stars were falling; one hit me in the head
And I fell down, down, down. I fell down, down.
When all the stars were falling they fell from above
And I thought of hate and I thought of hate
And then I thought of love
I fell down, down, down. I fell down, down.
And I've learned how to dance from a Vincent Van Gogh
And the nights were wrapped in a white sheet.
And now no one even says hello
'Cause I couldn't stand on my two feet.
I fell down. I fell down.
Down, down, down, down. Down, down.
Now the peace you will find, in your own you have found,
The lights of the city are the stars on the ground.
I may not be a Quaalude living in a speed zone,
But I could be restful. I could be someone's home,
If I fell down, and I fell down, down.
Now all the stars have fallen.