Voices of the novel fee(?)
For the air
I’d never judge or care
She knew I’d say that
And she wants me to be always there
It’s so hollow, hollow
If it can’t be true
I think I’ve fallen for you
And I swear, on the acne of the moon
The tough streets of prayer
That’s a beautiful hat
If I pick up that hundred dollar bill
The first thing I’d think of
Is that man still ‘round out there
And I’d tell you, tell you, that I feel so bad
I’m in a heaven with a single prayer
And I swear on all the acne of the moon
That I love you, I do
Oh I do
I’m in a heaven
With a single prayer
And I’ll want your love to be with me there
