Show me the dirt pile and I will pray
That the soul can take three stowaways
Vanish with no guile and I will not pay
But the soul can wait, the soul can wait

It is still pretty what with all these leaves
We'll be fine, we'll be fine
But if it's still pretty what with all these leaves
We'll be fine, oh, and supervise

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 failed you so much today

I know you tried, you tried straight into my heart
You flied straight into my heart
Girl, I know you tried, you flied straight into my heart
You flied straight into my heart, but here comes the fall

So much for make-believe, I'm not sold
So much to dreams we see, I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me bold
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 gray
But the soul can wait, I failed you so much today