Porch

What the fuck is this world

Running to, you didn't

Leave a message, at least I

Could of learned your voice one last time

Daily mine field, this could

Be my time, 'bout you?

Would you hit me?

Would you hit me?

Oh oh oh, oh whoa whoa, oh

All the bills go by, and

Initiatives are taken up

By the middle, there ain't gonna be any middle any more

And the cross I'm bearing home

Ain't indicative of my place, left the porch

Left the porch, oh oh oh

Hear my name, take a good look

This could be the day

Hold my hand, walk beside me

I just need to say

Hear my name, take a good look

This could be the day

Hold my hand, walk beside me

I just need to say

I could not take a-just one day

I know when I would not ever touch you

Hold you, feel you in my arms ever again

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah