Squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and
tonight you stooped to my level
i am your mangy little
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I
you are subtle as a window pane
standing in my view
but
I am walking out in the rain
and I am listening
i got pulled over in west texas
so they could look
I opened the fire door
to four lips
none of which were
i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit
me and all the kids from the neighbourhood
we play out
you think i wouldn't have him
unless i could have him
guess there's something wrong with me
guess i don't fit in
no
I do it for the joy it brings
because i'm a
they told you your music
could reach millions
that the choice was
in a forest of stone underneath a corporate canopy
where the
the butter melts out of habit
the toast isn't even warm
the
just the thought
of our bed
makes me crumble like the plaster
where
I search your profile
for a translation
I study the conversation
like a
i cannot name this
i cannot explain this
and i really don't
Well the heat is so great
It plays tricks with the
I'm sorry i didn't sound more excited on the phone
I'm
tiptoeing through the used condoms
strewn on the piers
off the west
Think I'm going for a walk now. I feel a
The windows of my soul
are made of one way glass
don't