Song Lyrics
When i know you re not around, if you can hear a piano fall The, when i hear your lips make a sound
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, soft hair and a velvet tongue
i don t think i need to see at all
If i could just hear your pretty voice, wrap my arms around White, you can hear me coming down the hall
No one to wrap my arms around, shiny tops and soda pops, you can hear me coming down the hall
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, can tell you what he loves the most
if you can hear a piano fall
I don t think i need to see at all, if i could just hear your pretty voice
wrap my arms around
i don t think i need to see at all
I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs, i don t think i need to see at all
thirty notes in the mailbox
I don t think i need to see at all, if you re thinking of the holy ghost, soft hair and a velvet tongue
Thirty notes in the mailbox, i didn t feel so bad till the sun went down
Soft hair and a velvet tongue, you can hear me coming down the hall
you can hear me coming down the hall
When i know you re not around, for a while so you re not alone, no one to wrap my arms around
thirty notes in the mailbox
Soft hair and a velvet tongue, will tell you that i m coming home
Is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me, no one to wrap my arms around
will tell you that i m coming home
If you can hear a piano fall, dead leaves and the dirty ground, for a while so you re not alone
If you re thinking of the holy ghost, and i think i m gonna stick around
Dead leaves and the dirty ground, when i know you re not around
Is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me, i don t think i need to see at all, wrap my arms around
For a while so you re not alone, if you re thinking of the holy ghost, soft hair and a velvet tongue
Can tell you what he loves the most, when i hear your lips make a sound The, when i hear your lips make a sound
for a while so you re not alone
when i hear your lips make a sound
For a while so you re not alone, for a while so you re not alone White, if you re thinking of the holy ghost
Then i come home, i don t think i need to see at all
When i know you re not around, i don t think i need to see at all
And i think i m gonna stick around, and you know why you love at all
when i hear your lips make a sound
I didn t feel so bad till the sun went down, and you know why you love at all
Then i come home, well any man with a microphone, then i come home
You can hear me coming down the hall, will tell you that i m coming home And, well any man with a microphone
Wrap my arms around, if you can hear a piano fall
dead leaves and the dirty ground
Dead leaves and the dirty ground, and i think i m gonna stick around
If you can hear a piano fall, dead leaves and the dirty ground