There’s a naked shoe out on the sidewalk Getting rained on in the dark And its faded friend lies in the gutter Across the street down in the park
I’m no alchemist, only a sinner biding time Can’t spin your sorrow into gold But sir, I can spare a dime
Everyone just wants someone to hold Tell them we can make it through I don’t have all the answers But I sure as hell have you
There’s a graying man beside a river Tossing pebbles just to see them fall And the stones feel as cold as the cancer That kept his wife from growing old
I’m no alchemist, only a sinner biding time Can’t spin your sorrow into gold But sir, I can spare a dime
Everyone just wants someone to hold Tell them we can make it through I don’t have all the answers But I sure as hell have you
There’s a preacher boy waiting at the station Packed up to leave those Carolina skies behind Cuz he knows if he lets his lover go He’ll look back on this moment for the rest of his life Because
Everyone just wants someone to hold Tell them we can make it through I don’t have all the answers But I sure as hell have you
There’s a fine line between Getting burned and catching stars We’re all trying to hide our battle wounds
There’s a fine line between Who we love and who we are We’re all just looking for the other shoeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.