Windblown whispers wind naked down the corridor
Thoughts leavin' my head, they twist through yours
What will become of these gestures that we made
I've given up my Bible, you moved out of stateWearily waitin' on the wastin' of his days
A sad son's smoldering soul
Give you three bucks for your sympathy and another for a cigarette
The interaction feels so coldOh the songs people will sing for home
And for the ones that have been gone for too long
But oh the things people will do for the ones that they loveWe're only here to find the love that lingers after
The moment
So kiss me in the back room where the music plays
I know that it's not over
But oh the songs people will sing for home
And for the ones that have been gone for too long
Oh the things people will do for the ones that they loveBreak down the corridors
La-da-da, da-da-da da da
Break down the corridors
La-da-da, da-da-da daMesses that I haven't tried to clean up in a whileYou're in my soul now
You've gotta waste away with me
My mind's made up, I'm stayin' here with youThere's no use knowin'
Which way the wind is blowin'
My mind's made up, I'm doin' this, I'm doin' this with you
There's no use knowin'
Which way the wind is blowin'
My mind's made up, I'm doin' this, I'm doin' this
