Billy Falcon - Brick off a Bridge - Video and lyric

Don’t know where I stand with you But I’ll stand anywhere that you want me to I’m a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips and I fell Feather from a dove at the will of the wind for these weightless seconds I hazard the end To float like a dancer high over the cancer of being alone Don’t know where I stand with you But I’ll stand anywhere you want me to I’m a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips And I fell down hard A pause in your poem, a breathless sigh A prayer asking too much, a spot that won’t dry Dyin’ to fly I’m a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips And I fell down hard, yes I fell down hard I’m a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips And I fell down hard Don’t know where I stand with you But I’ll stand anywhere you want me to