Lyrics

I lay the stars at your feet and you think you created the heavens
I summon the angels while you eat and I worship the bed you slept in
I walk through your rage with the grace of a child
As you laughed at the thunder as you drove yourself wild

I buried your cynical clinical view of the world
And planted a garden you refuse to turn till
You think you found peace at the top of your hill
And you think it was you who made the storms stand still

Chorus: Well you?re only the man I thought you could be
I loved you and forgave you til you set me free
I still wake up sweating when I think of you holding me
Maybe you?re only the man I thought you could be

The grass has stopped growing in the corner of the yard
I?ve stopped crying but the rain is falling hard
The kitchen is bare and I refuse to stare
At the floor at the ceiling trying to capture the feeling

I buried your cynical clinical view of the world
And planted a garden you refuse to turn till
You think you found peace at the top of your hill
And you think it was you who made the storms stand still

Chorus

I buried your cynical clinical view of the world
And planted a garden you refuse to turn till
You think you found peace at the top of your hill
And you think it was you who made the storms stand still

Chorus