Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground

[Verse 1] Dead leaves and the dirty ground When I know you're not around Shiny tops and soda pops When I hear your lips make a sound Thirty notes in the mailbox Will tell you that I'm coming home And I think I'm gonna stick around For a while so you're not alone If you can hear a piano fall You can hear me coming down the hall If I could just hear your pretty voice I don't think I need to see at all Soft hair and a velvet tongue I want to give you what you give to me And every breath that is in your lungs Is a tiny little gift to me [Bridge] I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down Then I come home No one to wrap my arms around [Outro] Well any man with a microphone Can tell you what he loves the most And you know why you love at all If you're thinking of the holy ghost