Dead leaves and the dirty ground

when i know you're not around

shiny tops and soda pops

when i hear your lips makin sound

when i hear your lips makin sound

30 notes in the mailbox

will tell you that im comin home

and i think im goin to stick around

for a while so your not alone

for a while so your not alone

if you can hear a piano fall

you can hear me walk down the hall

if i could just hear your pretty voice

i dont think i need to see you at all

i dont think i need to see you at all

silk hair and a velvet tounge

i want to ive you what you give to me

and every breath that is in your lung

is a tiny little gift to me

is a tiny little gift to me

i didnt feel so bad till the sun went down

then i come home no one to wrap my arms around

no one to wrap my arms around

every man with a microphone

can tell you what he loves the most

and you know why you love at all

if your thinking of the holy ghost

if your thinking of the holy ghost