Words
The writing's on the wall
But it's Greek to me
I heard
Some [k'] singing
But it don't speak to me
Not this sweet to me
My ears are always, burning
'Cause I think I'm the one
But if you're concern
You can stop me from
Chasing the sun
I saw,
Saw your light [burrows]
And they brought down the house
We're on another caper
Bad motel wallpaper
And I screwed them all
Yeah, that's all she would
My ears are always, burning
'Cause I think I'm the one
But if you're concern
You can stop me from
Chasing the sun
Stars are all lined up
For the [sloping, of the slow death]
And the fingernail clippers with the moon
In the autumn sky
Still wondering why
I'm here
It's hit or miss
Then again, piss
It's the death march
And though, the things that don't kill us
Will make us last
It still kicks our ass
My ears are always, burning
'Cause I think I'm the one
But if you're concern
You can stop me from
Chasing the sun, the sunShe's standing at the front door
With her suitcase in her hand
I'm staring down the hallway
Frozen where I stand
I know she doesn't love me anymore
Oh Lord, what can I do
It's gonna take a miracle to make her stay
That's why I'm asking you
So, please don't you have a miracle
Just lying around
One small miracle nobody needs
Send it on down
I'll never make it through this night
Thinking she's with someone else
Please don't you have just
One small miracle left
I know I haven't been a saint
And asking you for anything takes nerve
'Cause you've already blessed me
With so much more in life than I deserve
But if you can make a blind man see
And change the water into wine
Well, surely you can keep her from
Tearing out this old heart of mine
So, please don't you have a miracle
Just lying around
One small miracle nobody needs
Send it on down
I'll never make it through this night
Thinking she's with someone else
Please don't you have just
One small miracle left
Please don't you have just
One small miracle left