I awoke with a fright from a terrible dream
we were performers way up on a flying trapeze
the spotlight followed our silvery swings
there were fanfares and drumrolls and everything
then it came to the part where we meet in midair
and i held out my hands but your hands weren't there
and i fell, and i fell
that's when i woke with a fright
from that terrible dream
and you were there by my side like you've always been
i wondered what it meant and i answered ‘who knows'
just insecure i suppose
It's a frightening and dangerous thing
to give your heart to someone
your relax, turn your back
and they're gone
“three hundred lost' the newsreader said
in a wayward flight bound for australia today
i knew you weren't planning no australian trip
but i called the airport anyway
as the girl ran her fingers down the passenger list
i swear someone could have lived off the heartbeats i missed
and i prayed, oh i prayed
that's when i heard you whistling as you walked in the door
whistling and walking like always before
and i wondered was i mad and i answered ‘who knows'
just insecure i suppose
It's a frightening and dangerous thing
to give your heart to someone
your relax, turn your back
and they're gone
It's a frightening and dangerous thing
to give your heart to someone
your relax, turn your back
and they're gone
and they're gone
and they're gone