Texty: Blue Rodeo. The Days In Between. Bitter Fruit.

I have made so many mistakes
That now I live on a street called shame

But the sins are the sweetest part


Now no one's left to blame



And I found out that I have a taste


For the bitter fruit of life


All through this night


The choices are made
A cold wind blows
The stories are told

But your memory lingers on my breath



Like a song that burns in my soul




And I found out that I have a taste
For the bitter fruit of life


Can you hear me now


I'm calling to you


Can you hear me now

I'm calling to you
Yes I'm calling to you