A bad idea, a dirty ceiling Plant it down and watch it grow There's something in the air this evening
As she came walking through the door
A different laugh, a different feeling I hadn't seen that dress before These chemicals can be deceiving What's the harm in just one more?
I should've walked right out that door Tipped my cap, been on my way I should've headed straight back home I should've asked about your day
Still see the sunlight on your hair Still see the moonlight on your face The cold concrete on my knees And every time i fall asleep I search your velvet lips In dreams of our last kiss
A guilty saint, an honest villain Now tell me which road I should take But when that water starts a-spilling How long 'til the levee breaks?
And so I wrestle with these demons Past every streetlight on my way home My epitaph can't bear repeating So I carve it into your front door
There's no more air for me to breathe There's no more words for me to say You're every back turned on the street I see you each and every day
Still see the sunlight in your hair Still see the moonlight on your face The cold concrete on my knees And every time I fall asleep I search your velvet lips In dreams of our last kiss
Won't you Please help her find her way back to my arms Back to my arms Back to my arms Arms Arms, oh