Texty: Toad The Wet Sprocket. Dulcinea. Fly from Heaven.

Paul is makin' me nervous
Paul is makin' me scared
Walk into this room and swaggers
Like he's God's own messenger

Changed the name of my brother
Changed the things that he said
Says that he speaks to him
But he never even knew the man
But I'd give my life for him

Like water through my hands
You'd give him any endin'
But if he's all you say
Would he fly from Heaven
To this world again?
To this world again

Take whatever you're needin'
Take whatever you can
We are broken from within
Run to another land
Run to land

Like water through my hands
Or is it just beginning?
But if he's all you say
Would he fly from Heaven
To this world again?
In to this world again

They took my brother
They ripped him from me
To twist his words as they did his body
Denied his family, denied his beauty
To lay him down at the feet of those he couldn't save
Couldn't save, couldn't save

Will it be the end
Or is he still ascending?
But if he's all you say
Would he fly from Heaven
To this world again?
In to this world again