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, oh dear! 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...