Prayer


Fairweather friend A season ends And your conscience lends All your lies a hand Cause youíre a star And youíll go far You stand in the flame Just to make a name You glance at the ceiling Buy another round Lonely but for feeling I can hang around I can hang around The clock on the wall It takes time to fall And itís the fall Iíll do If only for you The chance to run Has left me spun Right around the core Of what I need you for Itís a disaster And after all I need you to remind myself That itís my fault, itís not my fault I can hear the pain Well, pause no more And Iíve never prayed before Never prayed before You glance at the ceiling Buy another round Lonely but for feeling That I can hang around I can hang around Back To Site