Paperthin Hymn

When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around, I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating
Leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

August evenings bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love good night
Never know what temporal days may bring
Laugh and love, live free and sing
When life is in dischord
Praise ye the Lord

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I thought you said forever over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complains of violins become my only friends

Dream...

I thought you said forever over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever over and over
These thoughts run through my head