Lyrics Miracle On 8th Street - American Music Club, Mark Eitzel

Miracle On 8th Street

Come on, let’s waste another thousand years
Sitting around your kitchen table
We’ll turn the brandy into beer
Later they’ll say, «What a miracle»
You say all you need is a right position
'Cause nothing in this world helps you to see
You say that you never do it Unless someone gives it to you for free
You say I never listen to you
Well you’re right about that
But I thought that I love you
More than that
I know you’re strong enough to live
In a world where all the magic’s gone
I watch your hands tremble, you reach for another sip
Now all your luck is gone
Look at the moon, ain’t it pretty at night?
Don’t look away, give it a chance for once
In it’s own way it’s just alive as any of us In any way it’s where you face
You say I never listen to you
Well, you’re right about that
But I thought that I love you
More than that