What if I was wiser Wouldn't this be easier What I had to do Stung like truth on my tongue I woke up in the city Somehow it got away from me I am one of you You are one of me He was one of us One more day to offer you my love One more day to write it for you Patches on the elbows of my eyes Can't you see how much this hurts me Seven stories high The lifetime hanging over me How was I to know Where there's sense, where there's stars Seven stories high I planted a book of stars How was I to know they'd root in your heart One more day to know the will of God One more day to write it for myself Patches on the elbows of my eyes Can't you see how much I'm trying