Eskimo Joe

I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
For you
Take a look at my eyes
I'm like a homeless man
And I'm trying to find
A safe place to stand
Take a look at my hand
I got a pocket of holes
And I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
If this is a war
In a holy land
Then all of the sky
Should be tumbling down
The king's army will be gone for good
And I'm falling for you
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling for you
And I fall for you