theres still a little bit of your taste,in my mouth,
theres still a little bit of you laced,with my doubt,
its still a little hard to say,
whats going on.

theres still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness
theres still a little bit of your face, i havent kissed
you step a little closer each day,that i cant say whats going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so its not hard to fall when you float like a cannon ball

there's still a little bit of your song, in my ear
there's still a little bit of your words I long to hear
you step a little closer to me so close that I can't see whats going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so its not hard to fall when you float like a cannon
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to cry
so come on courage teach me to be shy
coz its not hard to fall and i dont want to scare her
its not hard to fall and i dont want to lose
its not hard to grow when you know that you just don't know.

~damien rice -big heart-