She Don't Hear Your Prayer Lyrics - Singles - Cousteau

Oh brother please, 

Still the guns at your side 

It's only me 

We got through it alive 

The more things change 

The more we're turning to stone 

A naked flame 

That leaves the lonesome alone 

We're cain now we're able 

A three of a kind 

She's more than one woman, 

One woman 

The best you could find 

Though it feels just like her 

Her skin and her hair, 

She don't hear your prayer 

Anyway, anywhere 

Though it looks just like her 

She ain't got her eyes 

Like someone else in disguise 

Or just a trick of the light 

An idiot tune 

Turning round in my head 

I wish I were you 

Then I wish I were dead 

All love is insane 

Wars never get won 

Complicated ways 

To cover over the sun 

I see it behind you 

My hands are tied 

This thing it ain't broken 

Just idling, 

Biding it's time... 

This living is fatal 

Just breathing the air 

I'm well out of welcome 

I'll tell ya 

Stay well out of there.....