oh my god
you woke me up again with music
hairline dreams

the brandy in my tea leans over

i might have heard your words

i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your words

i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song


cold outside
and i divide the garments, trusted
one by one

and one is all that counts
this lost heart


i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song


and i'm saving money
to make a certain kind of footprint

to make these backwards footprints

i might have heard your words

i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your voice

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song