What if I was wiser
Wouldn't this be easier
What I had to do

Stung like truth on my tongue

I woke up in the city

Somehow it got away from me
I am one of you
You are one of me

He was one of us

One more day to offer you my love

One more day to write it for you
Patches on the elbows of my eyes
Can't you see how much this hurts me


Seven stories high
The lifetime hanging over me

How was I to know
Where there's sense, where there's stars


Seven stories high
I planted a book of stars
How was I to know they'd root in your heart


One more day to know the will of God
One more day to write it for myself

Patches on the elbows of my eyes
Can't you see how much I'm trying