I'm sitting 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? And I'm breaking on the balcony Breaking window panes Killing the pain of broken hearts I'm walking on clouds Walking 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? I'm holding on to something It's keeping me from jumping I'm so afraid to do it alone And 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?