Song Length |
4:31 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Rock - Modern |
Lyrics
I can taste the warning signs
Of all the things that make us blind to
The truth that dwells inside
And I can taste the consequence
That threatens us with permanence
This dry place in our souls.
But I can?t treat this stain, this sin
With anything or place I?ve been, I know
It?s just part of me
But I?m reaching in, are you listening? Your hands are cold, can?t you feel?
Why aren?t you talking to me? Don?t you care anymore?
I am this child on your floor - Sweeping up all this mess
I do not want this?
So I sing:
(chorus) Do do do do do do do dooooo
I?m empty.
Do do do do do do do do do
I?m empty, til you come inside.
I can feel the warmth of this breath
That keeps me from spiritual death I know
It?s inside of me
But I can still see the warning track
That flips me off my feet, I?m on my back again
Staring at the sky
And you?ll see me on my knees
Begging cheaply to receive
Something, anything, nothing
But I?m reaching in, are you listening? My hands are cold can?t you feel
Why aren?t you talking to me? Don?t you care anymore
I am a child on your floor. I?m sweeping up all this mess
But I do not want this
So I?ll sing:
(Chorus)
Bridge:
And its who I am that makes me want you
And its what I lack that makes me need you
I don?t give a damn if I can?t feel you
Cause I love you
Til you come inside.