Show me the dirt pile

and I will pray

That the soul can take,

three stowaways

Vanish with no guile

and I will not pay

But the soul can wait,

the soul can wait

It is still pretty what

with all these leaves

We'll be fine,

we'll be fine

But if its still pretty

what with all these leaves

We'll be fine, oh,

and supervise

Show me the dirt pile

and I will pray

That the soul can take

three stowaways

Then you vanish with no guile

and I will not pay

But the soul can wait

I felt you so much today

I know you try,

you tried

straight into my heart

You fly straight into my heart

Girl, I know you try,

you fly straight into my heart

You fly straight into my heart,

but here comes the fall

So much for make believe, I'm not sold

So much for dreams we see,

I'm not prepared to know

Your heart makes me feel,

your heart makes me moan

For always and ever, I'll never let go

Always concealed,

safe and inside, alive

Show me the dirt pile

and I will pray

That the soul can take

three stowaways

In a passion it broke,

I pull the black from the gray

But the soul can wait,

I felt you so much today