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 ya 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
Don't think I need to see at all Soft hair and a velvet tongue I wanna give ya what you give to me And every breath that is in your lungs Is a tiny little gift to me It's a tiny little gift to me
I didn't feel so bad 'til the sun went down Then I come home
No-one to wrap my arms around 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 (sing365)
This song explores the mysteries of love. It is about a guy who fears that his life will be empty without his lover. (songfacts)
Ground Oil on Canvas
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