sometimes when i lay down at night i swear i can see to heaven for it s in dreaming that the things i always knew are the only thoughts i have and when i look up at you love handsome as a magazine wild as the sun like nothing below could ever pull you down but it s a hard road that we follow the saddest cities and the darkest hollows people cross this world over and then back again never even one time lift their eyes or think of what they say but i hear it in your voice love like someone sweetly willing the hope of all these years the prayer of a time that we don t even know but it s a hard road that we follow the saddest cities and the darkest hollows but i hear it in your voice love the strongest sound i ve ever heard like water from a well so deep in the ground i ll never thirst again but it s a hard road that we follow the saddest cities and the darkest hollows and everything that s far away and was lost from me i see it all from here in you