Lyrics:

dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground,
When I Know You're Not Around.
Shiny Tops And Soda Pops,
When I Hear Your Lips Make A Sound.
When I Hear Your Lips Make A Sound.

Thirty Notes In The Mailbox,
Will Tell You That I'm Coming Home.
And I Think I'm Gonna Stick Around,
For A While So You're Not Alone.
For A While So You're Not Alone.

If You Can Hear A Piano Fall,
You Can Hear Me Coming Down The Hall.
If I Could Just Hear Your Pretty Voice,
I Don't Think I Need To See At All.
I Don't Think I Need To See At All.

Soft Hair And A Velvet Tongue,
I Want To Give You What You Give To Me.
And Every Breath That Is In Your Lungs,
Is A Tiny Little Gift To Me.
Is A Tiny Little Gift To Me.

I Didn't Feel So Bad Till The Sun Went Down,
Then I Come Home, No One To Wrap My Arms Around.
Wraps My Arms Around.

Well, Any Man With A Microphone,
Can Tell You What He Loves The Most.
And You Know Why You Love At All,
If You're Thinking Of The Holy Ghost.
If You're Thinking Of The Holy Ghost.