Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
Vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
The soul can wait
It is still pretty
What with all these leaves
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
But if it’s still pretty
What with all these leaves
We'll be fine, oh
And supervise
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
And you vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
I know you try
You try straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you try
You fly straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
But here comes the fall
So much for make believe, im not sold
So much of dreams decieved, Im not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel
Your heart makes me moan
For always and ever, I'll never let go
Always concealed
Safe and inside, alive
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
Show me the dirt pile__And I will pray that the soul can take__Three stowaways____Vanish with no guile__And I will not pay__But the soul can wait__The soul can wait____It is still pretty__What with all these leaves__We’ll be fine__We’ll be fine____But if it’s still pretty__What with all these leaves__We'll be fine, oh__And supervise____Show me the dirt pile__And I will pray that the soul can take__Three stowaways____And you vanish with no guile__And I will not pay__But the soul can wait__I felt you so much today____I know you try__You try straight into my heart__You fly straight into my heart__Girl, I know you try__You fly straight into my heart__You fly straight into my heart__But here comes the fall____So much for make believe, im not sold__So much of dreams decieved, Im not prepared to know__Your heart makes me feel__Your heart makes me moan__For always and ever, I'll never let go__Always concealed__Safe and inside, alive____Show me the dirt pile__And I will pray that the soul can take__Three stowaways__In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the grey__But the soul can wait__I felt you so much today__
