Late in the evenin', down by the dock, Watchin' the birds in the sky. You and me walkin', wingcoed with song, And watchin' your beautiful eyes. Oh-----we need another day, The pills that you're takin', they take you away, And I know where you're goin', is all up to you. But I pray for small miracles too. Over and over, I'm asking myself, What in the world could go wrong? Leave all the guilt and the lies on the shelf. I hid them away for so long. Oh----We should be home again, The things that you're doin', they're fencing you in, And the life that your livin', means nothin' to you. So I pray for small miracles too. (musical interlude) Nights are all back again, back to an easier time. You standin' over me, is a pictire I hold in my mind. I heard that you're leavin', you're packin' your stuff. Fadin' away like the sun. I wish you'de come over, and tell me yourself, but You'de have to know what you've done. Oh----I need another day, the pills that you're takin', They take you away, and I, Know where you're goin' means nothin' to you, So I pray for small miracles too!