Chuck Prophet - Whole Lot More lyrics

Well, it's drop drop drop Then the clouds explode It's cats and it's dogs And chaos rules the road There's a swelling tide Beneath an open sore She'll ride this one out And a whole lot more You can knock on the door But there's nobody there We're all alone At high noon in Times Square You won't win her hand Just by knockin' on a door It's the way that you knock And a whole lot more A whole lot more Shapes inside of the darkness Places to go Room in her heart You'll never see Well, the ships won't rise In the diamond light As comic book heroes Back down from the fight Where the dark hall leads To a room full of doors One to her bed And a whole lot more A whole lot more Shapes inside of the darkness Places to go Room in her heart You'll never see When the tumbler clicks And every lie comes true Your little black book Will stop cheating on you You can buy, you can sell You can steal from the poor She'll give it all away And a whole lot more Yeah, she'll give it all away And a whole lot more