Souls suffer the landscape
In shrouds of dew, as ghosts.
Their eternity is for searching
But a certain dissension grows.
I’ve seen them wander,
Voices raised in prayer
Consorting with whisper,
They curse the ones not there.
If you didn’t want this and I didn’t need it,
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn’t want it, then why can’t you do without?
I know I’m not your first one,
But I pray I’ll be your last.
I’ve never seen you cry before,
But I know when I make you laugh.
I know and you know, you’ve heard this all before…
These arms are for holding on.
This heart won’t stray from home.
If you didn’t want this and I didn’t need it,
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn’t want it, then why can’t you do without?
I know, I know, I know…
God tell me, where’s my Halo?
If you didn’t want this and I didn’t need it,
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn’t want it, then why can’t you do without?
If you didn’t want this and I didn’t need it,
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn’t want it, then why can’t you do… without?
| 1 | Breakfast at Tiffany's |
| 2 | Everything |
| 3 | Focus |
| 4 | Someday |
| 5 | 7 A.M. |
| 6 | Dr. Crippen |
| 7 | Parkbench |
| 8 | Red Light |
| 9 | So Precious |
| 10 | Higher |