Sigh ♪ A spoonful of water For all the spins A spoonful of understanding For all my sins Just a little more, just a little more Just a heavy pour for the night Just a little more, just a little more Just a little, oh, make it just right Oh, hey, I think they know something My crows weren't singing for me this morning I think they know something They know something good Shame stays quiet Stays harsh and bright Chases the hate And loves the ride Well, saint, if only Your head had been healthy Saint, if only Your head had been healthy They tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, I They tell me I make for all the lost time Shame stays quiet Stays harsh and bright Chases the hate And loves the ride