Crackin' up Crackin' up (I have been waiting for these visitors) Now I hear them moving Muffled noises coming through the door Voices growing louder, irritation building And I'm close to fainting They must know by now I'm in here trembling My whole world

And I'm one number away from calling to you I said I was through, but I'm dying inside Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back" Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain But everywhere I go, I see your

Monday left me broken Tuesday I was through with hoping Wednesday my empty arms were open Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love Thank the stars it's Friday I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday

L-O-V-E was all for you If you didn't say your goodbyes Trying to figure out How this is real 'Cause they're never coming back down They belong to the stars in the clouds Goodbyes, good times Don't worry, love will bear it through 'Cause you're never

I'll be there Across the fields of mourning On borderland we run I am coming home And you know it's time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Light in the distance

Running like a river trying to find the ocean Flowers in the concrete Places that you can't see Coming through the melody when the night bird sings Love is a wild thing Climbing over fences, blooming in the shadows Love is a wild thing, yeah You can't

And I never (never) saw you coming And I'll never (never) be the same This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right I'm walking fast through the traffic lights Busy streets and busy lives

I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe I feel it coming, babe You've been scared of love and what it did to you You don't have to run, I know what you've been through Just a simple touch and it can set you free We don't have to rush when you're alone

Here to stay Even when I'm gone When I close my eyes Through the passage of time Kings never die I can hear the drummer drumming And the trumpets, someone's tryna summon someone, I know something's coming But I'm running from it to be standing at the

(Used to) Work hard, just to get half back Work hard, just to get half back (Now I'm) Gettin' to it that way (Straight up, straight up) I ain't coming through unless the bag straight (I used to) Work hard just to get half back I ain't movin' weight, but