Rainbowhandgranade

On odd numbered days
I'm a little more fragile
And try to lean on you
a little more than I should.

I'm not afriad of heights
But I am afraid of falling

This painting of the world
Is a little off centre
I'm tired of trying
to get it to hang straight

I'm not afriad of heights
But I am afraid of falling

Will you still take me
To the top of the world
Still hold my hand and
Whisper softly, my love?