I could have painted your lines I could have dined on your open mind I pulled the chaff from the wheat Got along when you're less discreet But I was still a silhouette, hey-y-y-y And baby Moses on the steps, hey-y-y-y I was praying for the word that you'd let me stay If you fall from the sun Count your blessings and call me at once If you spit in my eyes And you'd left me but one surprise I could have filled up a house With the notes of an unlocked mouth, or notes of my mouth I could have taken a wife I could have heard you had lost the fight, anyway But I was still a silhouette, hey-y-y-y And baby Moses on the steps, hey-y-y-y I was praying for the word that you'd let me stay I'm at most of the bad timing I have cut off my hand and tried to dig in I'm at most of the bad timing-g-g-g-g, ohhhhh Sew your tears to my feet Shake em hard when they fall asleep Tie a rope to my shoes Tell me that it's what you had to do It's what you had to do, anyway ehhh.