Lyrics
All of my heroes sit up straight
They stare at the ground
They radiate
Me, I'm mumbling in the kitchen for the sun to pay up
Lonely as a ring on a cold coffee cup
I'm some sick hound
Digging for bones
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone
My hands they were strangers lost in the night
Oh they're waving around in the dusty light
I'm waiting in the wings while the trees undress
Cupping my ear to hear the wind confess
I'm a ghost in the garden
Scaring the crows
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone
I'm running from nothing, no thoughts in my mind
Oh my heart was all black
But I saw something shine
Thought that part was yours, but it might just be mine
I could share it with you, if you gave me the time
I'm all bloody knuckles, longing for home
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone
I'm a shot through the dark
I'm a black sinkhole
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone
WRITERS
GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV, ILAN GARY ISAKOV
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC., Third Side Music Inc., THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
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