slipping in and out of our consciousness
homeless is where the heart is
walk on by and I'll be fine
this cardboard cover keeps away the girls of the night
cause i suppose i think this aint real
some nights i say this shouldn't be me
its Christmas eve and im out the street
but with a lifetime to spare it hits me the truth
under this cruel moon
slipping in and out of our consciousness
homeless is where the heart is
so walk on by and i'll be fine
this cardboard cover keeps away the girls of the night
i know its late and you're thinking i'm crazy
i shared the same dreams as you yesterday
you think this is a world away
beware of darkness
for this could be you someday
under this cruel moon
i know its late and you're thinking i'm crazy
i shared the same dreams as you yesterday
you think this is a world away
beware of darkness
for this could be you someday
under this cruel moon
for this could be you someday
under this cruel moon
for this could be you someday
under this cruel moon
for this could be you someday
under this cruel moon