Oh my God
You woke me up again with music
Hairline dreams
The brandy in my tea leans over
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
Cold outside
And I divide the garments, trusted
One by one
And one is all that counts
This lost heart
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
And I'm saving money
To make a certain kind of footprint
To make these backwards footprints
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
You woke me up again with music
Hairline dreams
The brandy in my tea leans over
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
Cold outside
And I divide the garments, trusted
One by one
And one is all that counts
This lost heart
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
And I'm saving money
To make a certain kind of footprint
To make these backwards footprints
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your words
I might have heard your voice
I might have heard your song