St. Peter's Autograph

What do I do to make you smile

You've been hurting for a while

What can I do to make you laugh

Get St. Peter's autograph

What's that distance in your eyes

Has your faith been compromised

What can I do to help you sleep

I'll work hard and work for cheap

Sometimes it's nothing but the way you're wired

And that's not your fault

We're all struggling with the world on fire

And the fear we're taught

Now you've lost another friend

Who couldn't stay to see the end

He had somewhere else to be

Cut him down and burn the tree

There's no shelter from the rain

And I can't comprehend your pain

But I got arms and I got ears

And I will always be right here

Sometimes its nothing but the way you were raised

And that could've been worse

And I see you suffering through the best of days

Still you're putting me first

What do I do to let you know

That I'm not haunted by his ghost

Let him dance around our room

Let him smell of your perfume

Share your best remember whens

And if he comes through here again

Maybe he could make you laugh

Bring St. Peter's autograph