SmallTime

 

†† Tell me about your promises

tell me about your dreams

one fine day youíre going to wrap your troubles in a scream

I get so excited when I

look into your eyes

they burn and burn until the blues just shrivel up and die

†† You want it all but itís smalltime

you know how it is but itís smalltime

†† You have to be the one they see

the one theyíll call on the phone

Their smiles so warm you can feel them melt down deep into your bones

Long ago you took your heart

and set it down in stone

If you want them back leave it alone

†† Save the broken pieces

of presents in your eyes

thrown bits of wrapping paper

on the floor

itíll never work itíll fit

no matter how you try

youíre not the one it was bought for