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's 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

And 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 fly 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 fall

So much for make-believe, I'm not sold

So much of dreams, deceit, 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 felt you so much today.