We started talking about the ocean
 Talking about the waves
 The way it feels to drop and to see
 The falling she said is like a calling feeling that
 Stomach in my cheek.

 Slap in the face as opened my eyes staring at my face
 And there's no stomach in my cheek
 Standing on the street
 Where did that girl go?
 Did you go back home to Mexico?
 I have a chance to go but now I'm standing in the
 Snow
 Yes now I'm standing in the snow

 One-way ticket in a bus drive to California
 And they all the same betwen my toe
 The wind blowing off to show
 Got a sixel from the kid next door
 And I got no time because I'm next in line
 And Ive almost done my thing
 ?Now falling that women just yet?
 Feel my stomach in my cheek
 Feeling my stomach in my cheek

 So I'm Falling
 I'm Falling
 Falling
 That girl she said it's like a calling
 But I don't think I recognize them
 Anymore the faces stretches that she had before
 I though I came for the girl I need but instead I
 Found that stomach in my cheek.