Dead leaves and the dirty ground   when I know you're not around   shiny tops and soda pops   when I hear your lips make a sound   when I hear your lips make a sound       Thirty notes in the mailbox   will tell you that I'm coming home   and I think I'm gonna stick around   for a while so you're not alone   for a while so you're not alone       If you can hear a piano fall   you can hear me coming down the hall   if I could just hear your pretty voice   I don't think I need to see at all   I don't think I need to see at all       Soft hair and a velvet tongue   I want to give you what you give to me   and every breath that is in your lungs   is a tiny little gift to me   is a tiny little gift to me       I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down   then I come home   no one to wrap my arms around      Well any man with a microphone   can tell you what he loves the most   and you know why you love at all   if you're thinking of the holy ghost   if you're thinking of the holy ghost