The Rooms

I'm a man I walk into the rooms The rooms they keep secret What love is a miracle Bodies laying, dressed I walk into the rooms The woman's eyes are wet The bright lights are dimmed down For better effect Men stand still against the wall To offer their idle hands Waiting to be chosen By their lady friends I walk into the rooms Where love is wild and free The women make their feelings And the men wait and see I walk into the the rooms Where the angels rest They don't tell me how it ends, boy 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god) 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god) 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god) 'Cause I've seen it all They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god)