You fly straight into my heart, but here comes the fall
In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the gray
Girl, I know you try, you fly straight into my heart
Show me the dirt pile and I will pray
So much for dreams we see, I'm not prepared to know
But the soul can wait, the soul can wait
Your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me moan
I know you try, you tried straight into my heart
We’ll be fine, oh, and supervise
For always and ever, I'll never let go
That the soul can take three stowaways
You fly straight into my heart
But if it’s still pretty what with all these leaves
So much for make believe, I'm not sold
That the soul can take three stowaways
But the soul can wait, I felt you so much today
Show me the dirt pile and I will pray
It is still pretty what with all these leaves
Then you vanish with no guile and I will not pay
Always concealed, safe and inside, alive
Vanish with no guile and I will not pay
We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine