Woorden: Arid. At The Close of Every Day.

At the close of every day there?s a woman passing
Lover did you hear her say her one last word
We?re all doing time
Something?s closing, haven?t you heard?

The woman that we?ve tried to stop
Now sits alone just waiting 'til forever
Forever makes me cry

And I don?t know why all you people
Put that into my head
I can?t see why this conversation
Is looking kind of dead

At the close of every day there?s a woman passing
Lover did you hear her say her one last word
I?m often doing time
And I don?t know just why you reckon

It would be this day and don?t you see that my heart?s on fire
Your wicked wings that you spread ?round me sometimes
All I know is that we?ve got to aim higher
Babe, I wish that we?d go for the great escape

So you do praise a different light and I am blinded by it
So sorry that I made you cry your faith in me it had to die
I guess that, that it?s too late the lights are out
The party?s over, baby and now I wish I?d told you

Don?t you see that my heart?s on fire
Your wicked wings that you spread ?round me sometimes
All I know is that we?ve got to aim higher
Babe, I wish that we?d go for the great escape

Don?t you see that my heart?s on fire
Your wicked wings that you spread ?round me sometimes
All I know is that we?ve got to aim higher
Babe, I wish that we?d go for the great escape