There’s a mirror
In your eye,
An open book,
Take a look:
Empty pages
Filled with words,
A fountain pen
Inside our head.
And we can write the things we want,
Rearrange and cross anything out,
Fit this story to our eyes,
“When I look your way I see a smile”
I’ll take your hand
And lead us here,
You and me
We’re just a couple of bodies.
You see, there’s lots of time for God,
So lets roll like Pagans
Around the vine,
I’ll drink the wine off your back,
We can laugh until we’re sick,
Then we’ll worry about Him
On our deathbed,
Falling to our knees,
To our knees,
To our knees,
We’re falling to our knees,
We’re falling on our knees,
When I see that light
I’ll come running.
Years fall like rain
Upon the street
Behind our feet.

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