Laying here i decide it's time to get up. I go to the kitchen to fix myself a cup of something sweet, something nice to my mouth, maybe relax, maybe..... Sitting here, so many thoughts no words to say. Always find myself plucking guitar strings.....and saying
Maybe this song will bring me what i need. Maybe this song it'll make my insides bleed. Maybe get underneath and scrape this feeling of greed,
Oh please, make it so i don't feel so shallow sitting here tommorrow. Who knows but it really does go to show. There's much more to life than this silver and gold.
Maybe this song will bring me what I need. Maybe this song it'll make my insides bleed. I feel something out there speaking softly in my ear. And every single tone's sounding out so damn clear. Take a deep breath and clear my mind, wait a little while till I'm feeling fine.
As a matter of fact I think think I've been on my knees saying... please, please, please... Come on can't y a just give me what I need. All that I need.
All Lyrics copyright 2007 Donny Fausner