How long do you think
You will stand a fool in the Desert
A boy with no plan
The day's on her last leg again

I cross it all slowing while the next
one comes in
But it don't really matter
No

You can't have the world see you like this
And you can't stay for more than a Night
That you'll be close where you are
And that I will be missed

But still I cant turn out the
Lights
I don't want to live in limbo baby
I don't want to come home to an empty bed

Said I'm so tired of the quiet baby
And I'm to young to play
Dead
So come on and go out with grace

Lay down for a season and down for the rain
Say you can't have the world see you like this
And you can't stay for more than a Night
That you'll be close where you are

And that I will be missed
But still I cant turn out the
Lights
I can hear you footsteps at the front door

I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
But it don't really matter
'Cuz you'll be home Come November
I can see you tremble from here

I can see you tremble from here
And I think I'm gonna to break soon
Said I think I'm gonna break soon
You can't have the world see you like this

And you can't stay for more than a Night
I can hear you footsteps at the front door
I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
But it don't really matter

No it don't really matter
You can't have the world see you like this
And you can't stay for more than a Night
That you'll be close where you are

And that I will be missed
But still I cant turn out the
Lights
I can hear you footsteps at the front door

I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
But it don't really matter
You'll be home come November

Writer : SCOTT LEE JASON, CLAYTON STROOPE
Copyright : Lyrics © BMG RUBY SONGS OBO ABSURD MUSIC