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My folks they left the TV on |
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I was falling in love years before I ever met someone |
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Like a prayer you don't expect an answer |
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Though you ask for one |
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And sure my love would come along |
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Like some little bird and only I would recognize its' home |
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Like the actors I see on the television |
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With the stage lights on |
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What I found was a gamble |
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You threw yourself in with me |
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Made a cross and you lit a candle |
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But we were only strangers calling in a dark room |
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Rejecting stars or cozy lives on the wall |
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In the dark I thought I saw you |
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Or was it nothing at all |
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Every one I ever knew |
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I'm giving it all to you |
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I'm asking everything in return |
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And I have nothing left to lose |
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I'll get it back through you |
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And take your offer |
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This time I wake I'm still alive |
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Now in my expiration date imagine my surprise |
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Some backwards take on the book of Job |
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His life was a wager and mine's a joke |
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Give him what he wants, he will never know |
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He's tired of trying to let himself go |
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With everyone I ever knew |
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I've gotten used to use |
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I've grown attached to you being here |
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With everyone I ever knew |
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I've learned to count on you |
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As not on my fingers |
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With everyone I ever knew |
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I've gotten used to use |
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I've grown attached to you being here |
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With everyone I ever knew |
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I've learned to count on you |
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As not on my fingers |
