Текст песни
Old man, sitting 'round the fire,
And the stories roll about the night.
Each tale reminds him of the next,
And each memory compels a smile.
But there you are, with your head down,
And your lack of interest in the lost and the found.
If you took a chance you might just see,
But in that soul of yours, there dies a ghost town.
And each day you walk through life, you've got no one to tell you, No!
You seem to break a new heart every night. You've got no one to tell you, No!
Just scrape them off and stay on track. You've got no one to tell you, No!
A little grace and kindness is all you lack, but you've got no one to tell you, No!
Kind eyes present themselves and they open doors and open minds.
Hope can make a better day, for those of whom might need help tonight.
But here comes your chance to prey, in your superficial, vindictive way.
And even though they try to help, you never knew those kind eyes anyway!
And each day you walk through life, you've got no one to tell you, No!
You seem to break a new heart every night. You've got no one to tell you, No!
Just scrape them off and stay on track. You've got no one to tell you, No!
A little grace and kindness is all you lack, but you've got no one to tell you, No!
Aaaaaand.... With luck you'll fade away, but I can't it another day!
It might be a power-play, but I won't take it from you today!
Just sit back and blaze away, but I won't take your shit today!
Just - Just ask and I'll point the way, but I can't take it...
Won't take it... another day!
And each day you walk through life, you've got no one to tell you, No!
You seem to break a new heart every night. You've got no one to tell you, No!
Just scrape them off and stay on track. You've got no one to tell you, No!
A little grace and kindness is all you lack, but you've got no one to tell you, No!