There's no way to temper your thirst
With lasting impressions
or pictures of home
There's no way to grow that don't hurt
She growled from the station
then hung up the phone
There's no sacred vision like her
No eye crushing mountain
or jewelry to wear
There's no granted wish I prefer
Then she to be with me
for us to be there
I'd rather to be all alone
Forgiveness is fickle
when trust is a chore
It's not every sin that's atoned
I heard her speak softly
then heard her no more
There's no sacred vision like her
No eye crushing mountain
or jewelry to wear
There's no granted wish I prefer
Then she to be with me
for us to be there