Holes

Oh-ooh, oh, oh Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh I'm tired of walking holes in my shoes And acting like I got nothing to lose With dust in my pockets I can't even afford a wallet And to hold this here, a picture of you Well, I'm a shadow between streetlights Hiding with lost souls in plain sight And if I had two dollars to hold Would it feel like a pot of gold Or ease my mind just for tonight? Oh, maybe I'll never leave this place I'll bum one more cigarette And think about your grace Until I find the right words to say Well, I'll walk in holes another day Does time really move that fast? Well, I've watched concrete turn into grass And I used to bе a dreamer way beforе I lost her Now I just watch my dreams walk on past And maybe I'll never leave this place I'll bum one more cigarette And think about your grace Until I find the right words to say Well, I'll walk in holes another day Oh-ooh, oh, oh Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh And maybe I'll never leave this place I'll bum one more cigarette And think about your grace Until I find the right words to say Well, I'll walk in holes Until I find the right words to say Well, I'll walk in holes another day Oh-ooh, oh, oh Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh Oh-ooh, oh, oh Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh Oh-ooh, oh, oh Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh