Woorden: Basshunter. Plane To Spain.

I'm falling down, I'm turned around
I'm falling down, I'm turned around

I'm falling down, I'm turned around
No matter what I do I hit the ground
I don't want to do this anymore
But everyone is coming back for more

With my love, they want to play
I could stop them but I look away
What have I done? I should have known
If I hide something I'll be alone

But now I know how to be strong
I have to find a place where I belong
And take a plane, maybe to Spain
I will never be betrayed again

I'm falling down, I'm turned around
[Incomprehensible] coming back for more

With my love, they want to play
I could stop them but I look away
What have I done? I should have known
If I hide something I'll be alone

But now I know how to be strong
I have to find a place where I belong
And take a plane, maybe to Spain
I will never be betrayed again

I'm falling down, I'm turned around
[Incomprehensible] coming back for more