• 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 weeks
    We’ll be fine
    We’ll be fine
    But if it’s still pretty
    What with all these weeks
    Will we find love
    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
    Oh no, 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 me believing that sorrow
    So much for dreams we see but never care to know
    Your heart makes me feel
    Your heart makes me moan
    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 grey
    But the soul can wait
    I felt you so much today.......