With A Fistful Of Faith

I know i have a lot of friends
but the one hand that could hold mine is just gone man
i could sit here in the sofa
staring at the television
but my eyes are blind and my ears are deaf
since the baby ran away man

*OH DEAR I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU STANDING THERE
WITH A FIST FULL OF FAITH AND EYES FULL OF TEARS

and i remember her face in the shadow of a baseball hat
and i remember your arms wrapped around my neck
if i could go back then i would trade
every stupid thing i said
just not to kiss that lovely mouth again...