Falling Up.

Today I saw the city lights
and for once, I didn't think of your eyes
that spark is just a memory
and now all I see is a faded color scheme
I wish I could throw every whisper into the wind
'cause they're worth nothing to me now.

The clouds are a dangerous place
I'm finished falling, I've reached solid ground
I thought you were just a dream
and I know I was right
Because it takes this many cliches to prove
that you really are too wrong to be right.