I followed him down Bronte Road, Bondi Junction
Inevitable as form-following-function
Had the sun in my eyes, I couldn't see properly
And everyone thought I was cryin'
But I wasn't cryin'
Give it some thought, get it right
Carefully select the perfect moment in time
Do not rush
No, do not rush
The gentle art of falling apart
I changed trains at Central for Circular Quay
Starin' at the back of his head
Sittin' three seats from me
I could love him, or leave him just as easily
So I got off at Museum, where I
I couldn't see him
Give it some thought, get it right
Carefully select the perfect moment in time
Do not rush
No, do not rush
The gentle art of falling apart
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-doo
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-doo
Get it right (Get it right)
Oh, get it right, (Get it right) yeah
No, no, I'm fallin'
Get it right (Get it right)
Yeah, get it right, (Get it right) no
No, no, I'm fallin'
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do
I'm fallin' (Do-do-do-do-do)
(Do-do-do-do-do)
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
Yeah