Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you're not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make a sound Thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that I'm coming home and I think I'm gonna stick around for a while so you're not alone for a while so you're not alone If you can hear a piano fall you can hear me coming down the hall if I could just hear your pretty voice I don't think I need to see at all I don't think I need to see at all Soft hair and a velvet tongue I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny little gift to me I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down then I come home no one to wrap my arms around Well any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most and you know why you love at all if you're thinking of the holy ghost if you're thinking of the holy ghost