Speak to me with your eyes
and tell your song
brother of mine
tell me about the years
you've spent trying
to survive doing what you can
to make a dime
lay it down on the line to me
and i will hold you tenderly
in my arms
and speak to you
a new song about life
and how it gos
though the story is often told
ours has yet to unfold
give me a moment
and ill give you more
i hear time knocking
at the door
but before you answer
make sure you know
who they are
and where they've been
then send them home flying
and just rest
so i can hold you
in my arms again...
