The Counting Crows Follow

I guess I'll start it up again
I'm falling from the ceiling
You're falling from the sky now and then

Maybe you were shot down in pieces
Maybe I slipped in between
But we were gonna be the wildest
The wildest, the wildest people
They ever hoped to see, yeah, that's you and me

So why'd you come home to this sleepless town?
It's a lifetime commitment recovering the satellites
All anybody really wants to know is
When you gonna come down?
When you gonna come down?

Your mother recognizes all your desperate displays
And she watches as her babies drift violently away
'Til they see themselves in telescopes
Listen, do you see yourself in me?
Oh, we're such crazy babies, little monkey
God, we're so fucked up, you and me

So why'd you come home to this faithless town?
Where we make a lifetime commitment
To recovering the satellites
And all anybody really wants to know is
When are you gonna come down
Down, down, down, down, down
When are you gonna come down?

She sees shooting stars and comet tails
She's got Heaven in her eyes
She says, I don't, I don't, I don't need to be an Angel
But I'm nothing, I'm nothing if I'm not this high

We only stay in orbit for a moment of time
And you're everybody's satellite
I wish that you were mine
Wish that you were mine

So why'd you come home to this Angels town?
It's a lifetimes decision recovering the satellites
Everybody really knows for sure
That you're gonna come down
That you're gonna come down

La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la

I guess I'll start it up again
I'm falling from the ceiling