Show me the dirt pile and I will pray   That the soul can take three stowaways   Vanish with no guile and I will not pay   But the soul can wait, the soul can wait      It is still pretty what with all these leaves   We?ll be fine, we?ll be fine   But if it?s still pretty what with all these leaves   We?ll be fine, oh, and supervise      Show me the dirt pile and I will pray   That the soul can take three stowaways   Then you vanish with no guile and I will not pay   But the soul can wait, I felt you so much today      I know you try, you tried straight into my heart   You fly straight into my heart   Girl, I know you try, you fly straight into my heart   You fly straight into my heart, but here comes the fall      So much for make believe, I'm not sold   So much for dreams we see, I'm not prepared to know   Your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me moan   For always and ever, I'll never let go   Always concealed, safe and inside, alive      Show me the dirt pile and I will pray   That the soul can take three stowaways   In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the gray   But the soul can wait, I felt you so much today