Lyric Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground

Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you re not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound

Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I m coming home
and I think I m gonna stick around
for a while so you re not alone

If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don t think I need to see at all

Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me

I didn t feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around

Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you re thinking of the holy ghost