Ancient West

歌詞

It's been weeks sense I've seen a real smile Oh I know I won't see it for awhile I've counted inches from your yard to my door And I want nothing more than to know for sure It's been weeks since I've had a good thought I'm telling secrets about the lies that you bought You used to love to hear me sing And we would talk about everything It was beautiful to me I don't want to be him anymore Maybe I'll hear your voice in a crowded room Picture us one day a bride and a groom He'll walk in and I bet he will too Does he feel the way I felt about you? I muttered something quiet under my breath Then he quickly grabbed his coat and his chest I don't know how much time is left So hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best I don't want to be him anymore So keep me up and tell me every fear (I don't want to be him anymore) When you were young and the days passed like years Between the booze and the "remember when's" I'm telling all the same stories again You pray to him he is a god to you But does he hold your head and hear your blues? I won't be the one who makes you choose And give up everything that you can't lose Old notions from the ancient west They hang your head and pray for the best So hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best Hang your head and pray for the best