And even if somehow you could have shown you the place you wanted In a foreign place the saving grace was the feeling That it was a heart that he was stealing Oh, he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement The eyes are bright; he couldn't wait to

At least we're underneath Underneath the same moon Shadows of the night Moving on the ground Like silent clouds They follow me around Tonight I stand in this lonely place I search the heavens For some saving grace

Save your sin for someone else Oh, oh, oh, not for me I ain't your mama I ain't your priest I got no time to waste on your saving grace So, get up off your knees please I ain't whiskey in a bottle, I won't let you forget No shot of Novocaine