Away

There's an old newspaper, it's falling apart Where words have been written of poetry and art And we know, whoa, He'll be here soon There's a wise man whispering words from his heart Remembering old books and wars that he's fought And we know, whoa, He'll be here soon Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Push it away There's a rooster crowing, he knows your first name When he can see through you and expose your shame You will know, whoa, He'll be here soon You can call your own bluff but it won't be the same When a little boy heals all the blind and the lame You will know, whoa, He'll be here soon. Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Push it away The desert's a cold place to die The desert's a cold place to be left alive (To be left alive) The desert's a cold place to die (It's a cold place to die) The desert's a cold place to be left alive The desert's a cold place to die (Sing me a song about romance) The desert's a cold place to be left alive The desert's a cold place to die (Sing me a song about romance) The desert's a cold place to be left alive Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Sing me a song about romance Sing me a song about rain In times when the devil has your hands You've gotta push something away Push it away