Testo Holes

Oh-ooh, oh, oh
Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I'm tired of walking holes in my shoes
And acting like I got nothing to lose
With dust in my pockets
I can't even afford a wallet
To hold this here picture of you
Well, I'm a shadow between the streetlights
Hiding with lost souls in plain sight
And if I had two dollars to hold
Would it feel like a pot of gold
Or ease my mind just for tonight?

Oh, maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
Think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day

Does time really move that fast?
Well, I've watched concrete turn into grass And I usеd to be a dreamer way bеfore I lost her
Now I watch my dreams walk on past

Maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
Think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day

Oh-ooh, oh, oh
Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Maybe I'll never leave this place
I'll bum one more cigarette
Think about your grace
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes
Until I find the right words to say
Well, I'll walk in holes another day

Oh-ooh, oh, oh
Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh, oh, oh
Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh, oh, oh
Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh