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
