There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it.
Let the dead bury the dead, your time will come.
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall. She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all.
I see the turning of the page, curtain rising on a new age, see the groom still waiting at the altar.
People tell me it's a sin, to know and feel too much within.
I feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet, putting her in a wheel-barrow and wheeling her down the street.