What was I saying before
About being lost?
The thing is, I knew where I was
But not where I was going.
Why did I walk those mountains?
Why did I ride those ships?
Why did I watch those [bad word] wild?
Now I know, now I know.

All my life I have been falling, 
I have been falling into you,
Francesca.
Circling in the sky,
Looking for a [bad word] into you.
All my life I have been falling
Into you.

Whatever this is, 
Whatever we do from here -
Don’t give it a name.
We mustn’t reduce it
To something clear or simple
I want to believe 
That we are the first people on Earth
To know this feeling,
To know this moment,
To cross this line.

Hanging upon those minutes, 
Staring through all I saw,
How could I know the answer would be you,
Only you!

All my life I have been falling, 
I have been falling into you,
Francesca.
This is where I land, 
You are what I longed for, 
Now is what is [bad word] 
All my life I have been falling
Into you.