Criticize me lay beside me

Read all them wars that you don't fight

I'm here to love you I can't sleep at all anymore

A glimmer still for a better time

These humbling words: yours, his, hers, mine

The stars above you, I'm leaning home

Ithaca Ithaca

I see now I was wrong but I can't go back there baby

Without causing more problems

So wait with me here for the dawn

An ordinary miracle and the dark is gone

Ulysses I'm called and though I don't know the way

We both have been there

There's days I'd like to make things right

But I still hear sirens, still see the light!

And I feel anxious at home

Patching up a paradise my nose to the grindstone

A flea out in the storm

You're the ordinary miracle that keeps me from harm

And I guess that I'm yours

Oh how can I possibly be cured?

Criticize me lay beside me

Feel all them wars that you don't fight