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Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray
That the soul can take
Three stowaways
You vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
The soul can wait

Your hair is still pretty
What with all these leafs
We'll be fine
We'll be fine
But if it's still pretty
What with all these leafs
We'll be fine... Oh
And supervised

Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray
That the soul can take
Three stowaways
Then 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 fault

So much for me believing that soul
So much of dreams to see are 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