I was just another
Pay stub in the gutter
Walking through the backdoor
Walking with a lover
Love is just a number
I can hear the thunder
I am going under
Just before the break of day
I can't wait till Monday
Put me on the subway
Just beyond the runway
I can smell the honey
Telling me the answers
Lying in a pattern
Everything that matters
Turning into wine and rain
Merry is the day that I find all my pieces fall in line
I shake my hand I roll my dice again
I can see the picture
Her and all her sisters
Falling through the winter
Yes I know I miss her
Pushing through the morning
Yes I know the story
Something waiting for me
It was just the smell of you