If I Had A Dime - David Ryan Harris

You come to me and I hear a sound busy like traffic

Headed out of this town

You seem to bring dear heaven so close I almost can grab it

And head on out of this town

If I had a dime for every time

I thought of you, I would be through

Scraping for crumbs behind the sun

You would be mine if I had a dime

You look at me and I put my faith in something the eye can’t see

Yes, I believe

Without a sign, lets steal away each tempting charm

To please, entice or appease

You’d no longer be above me on the high road that I can’t get to

Can’t you feel me at the gateway?

Let me come through

If I had the change…

If I could trade my reverie for something real…

You come to me and I hear a sound busy like traffic

Headed, out of this town