Falling Down - Mecca

One pair of tickets unused, these photographs tell one story,\nSome memories I’d like to lose, it’s such a sad inventory,\nI trace your footsteps to our favorite places,\nI’d see some old friends that we used to know,\nThey search for words but they can’t fill the spaces,\nThey know my heart has a long way to go.\nBelieve me I’m not falling down,\nBut I still cry in the evening,\nDon’t call me, I have moved on child,\nI’m still not that strong,\nBut I’m not falling down.\nI hear the wind through the trees, the faded moon high above me,\nI hear your name on the breeze, the voice of someone who loves me,\nI can’t go back and it’s time to accept this,\nI look for peace every night every prayer,\nThey say it takes longer than I expected,\nLivin' the past is a hard cross to bear.\nBelieve me I’m not falling down,\nBut I still cry in the evening,\nDon’t call me, I have moved on child,\nI’m still not that strong,\nBut I’m not falling down.\nWhen you’ve been through the battles of love,\nYou can either move on or give up,\nI’ve decided with or without you,\nI’m starting all over again.\nBelieve me I’m not falling down,\nBut I still cry in the evening,\nDon’t call me, I have moved on child,\nI’m still not that strong,\nBelieve me I’m not falling down,\nBut I still cry in the evening,\nDon’t call me, I have moved on child,\nI’m still not that strong.