There’s a mirror In your eye, An open book, Take a look:
Empty pages Filled with words, A fountain pen Inside our head.
And we can write the things we want, Rearrange and cross anything out, Fit this story to our eyes, “When I look your way I see a smile”
I’ll take your hand And lead us here, You and me We’re just a couple of bodies.
You see, there’s lots of time for God, So lets roll like Pagans Around the vine, I’ll drink the wine off your back, We can laugh until we’re sick, Then we’ll worry about Him On our deathbed, Falling to our knees, To our knees, To our knees, We’re falling to our knees, We’re falling on our knees, When I see that light I’ll come running.
Years fall like rain Upon the street Behind our feet.