Calling it quits, you think this is easy?
I swear I heard you calling the jury
Call it a catch without any strings attached

Well, I'm looking for a soft place to land
The forest floor, the palms of your hands
I'm looking for a soft place to land

I call it an ace, you've gotta believe me
But you're calling me names and not to my face
But you're calling my spade a bluff without calling it love

I'm looking for a soft place to land
The forest floor, the palms of your hands
I'm looking for a soft place to land

Call me in the night, I don't mind
I don't care, I can't sleep
Call me in the day, in my car on my way
Call me by name, all I want is to hear you say

I'm looking for a soft place to land
The forest floor, the palms of your hands
I'm looking for a soft place to land
The forest floor, the palms of your hands
Palms of your hands