We'll talk the talk that never ends
On a street that drives you around the bend
We'll drink a drink to fallen friends
And hope and pray we'll do better
My aching body slides into bed
To plead with the nightmare to end
To build me a home that won't let in the rain
Where I'll never he sad again
So you greet me with tight lips
Cheek to cheeck hip to hip
Words glide off my tongue and through my fingertips
And I hope and pray we'll do better
The dust settles on their front yard
Ad they drive away in seperate cars
The years have not been kind
We've know all along
Yes we've known all this time
We say a love such as ours
But then years down the line
We want to control what we can barely define
And I hope and pray we'll do better

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