Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

I smell T R 0 U B L E I play an old piano from nine till a half past one Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else having fun Well, I don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor Mercy, look what just walked through that door Well, hello

Open the gates Too many hearts filled with hate Let acceptance in We're here to say we're all so sick of your bigotry Stop dwelling on what happens when we die Start helping others while we're still alive We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

I like to wait to see how things turn out If you apply some pressure Apply some pressure, you lose some pressure You know that I would love to see you next year I hope that I am still alive next year What happens when you lose everything? You start all

Let someone with a deep love to give And what magic you'll see Let someone start believing in you, Let him hold out his hand Let him touch you and watch what happens One someone who can look in your eyes, And see into your heart Let him find you and

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

Don’t take it for granted And when it happens It’s time to write your story Love is a temple No matter how and what it takes, to be there No fear that can’t be won by love There’s nothing that I can do I’ve set my mind on you The more that I see you’re

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

I think I'm in love Think I'm in love But it makes me kinda nervous to say so Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile She doesn't know what happens when she's around I really think I better get a hold