God bless all my promises
That have been said not done
God bless all the things we lack and what we have become
At 4:15 my mind is clean
A flowing stream of twilight dreams
And through the cold narcotic steam
I realize what's gone wrong
My desert rose
Living where nothing grows
My dried up soul
Is just enough to let your color show
God bless who you are for me
And how I fail for you
God bless how you let me be
Just when I need you to
I know that you're so good for me
Your magic heart is wild and free
And I'm afraid I'll never be much more than just a fool