John Berto - Want To Fall lyrics

I held you from behind at The Corner Hotel My hands on your skin, the greatest necessity Cold beer and the smell of your hair My hands on your skin the finest of luxuries I don't know why I get so twisted up I don't who I want to fall And then the band came on and the singer croons these words What would I do without you? And I move an inch closer And I breathe you in deeper Don't know why it gets so difficult In my stupid little world I don't know why I get so twisted up I don't who I want to fall