| One of these days the love that we desire
|
| Will come crawling to our door
|
| And we’ll find it lying there wounded on the floor
|
| One of these days our tears will turn to diamonds
|
| And our laughter will scare the sun
|
| The sound of thunder will smile on everyone
|
| Thank you, God above, for draining hearts of love
|
| Oh, when I die, when I disappear, leave my bones behind
|
| One of these days the sun will burn out
|
| And the rain will come to stay
|
| And me and my love will surf the streets all day
|
| One of these days our thoughts will turn to flowers
|
| And our dreams will turn to dust
|
| And no one living will care to remember us
|
| Thank you, God above, for draining hearts of love
|
| Oh, when I die, when I disappear, leave my bones behind
|
| Oh, when I die, when I disappear, leave my bones behind
|
| Oh, when I die, when I disappear, leave my bones behind
|
| Oh, when I die, when I disappear, leave my bones behind
|
| Oh, hearts of love, hearts of love, hearts of love |