Jesus knocking on my door Late last night and early this morning Window glass, rusted and weary I went straight through Didn't hear no warning
Just a roll of the dice And a precious vice To bring you round, it's easier When I'm wasting my time And I'm losing my mind Oh my mind
Try to wait for the sky to fall It's kind of hard not to see it all Whisper a song of winter in your heart
Dead end street, just out my back door I heard what's seen, a young girl laughing Now raindrops fall away like souls I wondered if she ever heard mine dying
Just a roll of the dice, and a precious vice To bring you round, it's easier When I'm wasting my time And I'm losing my mind Oh my mind
Trying to wait for the sky to fall It's kind of hard now to see it all Whisper a song of winter in your heart Trying to wait for the sky to fall It's kind of hard now to see it all Whisper a song of winter in your heart
Jesus knocking on my door One last time, and early this morning
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