Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways Vanish with no guile And I will not pay But the soul can wait The soul can wait It's still pretty What with all these leaves We'll be fine We'll be fine But if it's still pretty What with all these leaves We'll be fine, oh And supervise Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways And you vanish with no guile And I will not pay But the soul can wait I felt you so much today I know you try You fly straight into my heart You fly straight into my heart Girl, I know you try You fly straight into my heart You fly straight into my heart But here comes the fall So much for make-believe, I'm not sold So much of dreams, deceit, I'm not prepared to know Your heart makes me feel Your heart makes me bold For always and ever I'll never let go Always concealed Safe and inside, alive Show me the dirt pile And I will pray that the soul can take Three stowaways In a passion it broke I pull the black from the gray But the soul can wait I felt you so much today