Reaching over
life to life
feeling sugared skin
my poor baby
kissed him so
to ashamed to lift his chin
A voice is speaking
he’s the prophet
blinded by the light
a heart is breaking
i can hear it
dropped when gone beyond my sight
Hey there, mr. talk too much
what’s in store for us now?
I don’t know how to speak to you
i don’t know how to trust you
i don’t kow how to live for you
i don’t know how to love you
the gentleman who fell before the court
I feel your closeness
like a shotgun
a chill within my soul
i touch your finger
know your darkness
your passion takes its’ toll
Can’t see that this talk is cheap
let the suffering go
Repeat first chorus
repeat first b section
repeat chorus.