Toad the Wet Sprocket

all i want nothings so loud as hearing when we lie the truth is not kind and youve said neither am i and the air outside so soft is saying everything everything all i want is to feel this way to be this close, to feel the same all i want is to feel t

Is it this place that makes me fall from you Forget the words that once rang so true Did we expect that life was ever fair, my god... I sowed a field of rose and reaped a whipping rod And everything I've held too tight inside Could make a part of me

I find my brother in there Deep in my heart I find my brother in there Hold in my arms I love you And if I seem too quiet now There are no words To tell you how I love you I often feel Like the prodigal son Take all I need Giving back none Our beauty