I'm tired of walking holes in my shoes
And acting like I've got nothing to lose
With dust in my pockets
I can't even afford a wallet
To hold this here picture of you
Well, I'm a shadow between the streetlights
Hiding with lost souls in plain sight
But if I had two dollars to hold
Would it feel like a pot of gold
Or ease my mind just for tonight?
Well, maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
And think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day
Does time really move that fast?
Well, I've watched concrete turn into grass
And I used to be a dreamer, way before I lost her
Now I watch my dreams walk on past
And maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
And think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day
Maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
And think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day