American Music Club
Job To Do
I cross the street to avoid herNo, I can't live with her eyesWould it stain my hands to touch her?Would her smile take me the way gravity takes the sky?Maybe some were born to runMaybe some were born to smile on youEveryone has a job to doEveryone has a job to doI see her every dayShe has a silver lining that I can't shakeShe's like something I threw awayA voice in a dream that says, "oh love, come awake"Some want to show you were the light isSome just want to stare at the viewEveryone has a job to doEveryone has a job to doI know God is on my sideHe's a prisoner that staresHe stares out of my eyesAnd the prisoner, he don't careHe don't careSome need walls to be happyAnd some need to make the horizon blueEveryone has a job to doEveryone has a job to doEveryone has a job to doEveryone has a job to do
From Letras Mania