"Paperthin Hymn"

When your only friends are hotel rooms

Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight


These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?


Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?

I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands


I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion


These thoughts run through my head
Over and over

Complaints of violins become my only friends

August evenings

Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight


You never know what temporal days may bring
Laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in discord

Praise ye the lord

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?

Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands


I thought you said forever
Over and over

The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts run through my head

Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends


I thought you said forever
over and over
The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion


These thoughts run through my head
over and over

Complaints of violins become my only friends

I thought you said forever

over and over
These thoughts run through my head


Thanks to Solal for these lyrics
Thanks to bailey ([email protected]), Jeremy Kovach ([email protected]) for correcting these lyrics