I´m sittin´ on a citadel
Contemplating life
Making a point to waste my time
I´m walking on clouds
Of white

What if I fall
What if I don´t
What if I never make it home
What if I bleed
What if I break
And I find that I can´t take
The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?
Sittin´ alone

And I´m breakin´ on the balcony
Breakin´ window panes
I´m killing the pain of broken hearts
I´m walkin´ on clouds
I´m walkin´ on stars

What if I fall
What if I don´t
What if I never make it home
What if I bleed
What if I break
And I find that I can´t take
The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?

Holdin´ on to something
That´s keepin´me from jumpin´
So afraid to go in alone
Holding up this fortress
With imaginary forces
Longing for a life down below

What if I fall
What if I don´t
What if I never make it home
What if I bleed
What if I break
And I find that I can´t take
The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?

The city below the citadel
Holding my own hand?

The city below the citadel
Holding mine.