You always thought it was blood,
but it was only red wine
And that just goes to prove you're not the same girl at the same bar,
ordering the same drink at closing time
No refrigerator magnets,
I'm hopeless evidence against you
I'll present them to each and every
of your peers before you
That would be impossible to do
But from wide open faces,
I turn out just to be wise
And what you mean,
I just prove that's
Now's where to practice being kind
Your bumper stickers,
I bump into them every place I go to
But do you think that plagiarizing and
abbreviating wisdom is what
Jesus would do?
Dying teeth, if you flash your new smile
Trying to conceal, but knowing all while that
more than just your picture's on file
There are no small places, just small miles
And if the word of wisdom you failed to catch,
somebody else will find
You think you're ageless and timeless,
but the truth is that even your beauty will fade
Because you've done so well,
taught yourself to be so reckless, foolish, that's just what
God made
But the wildest faces turn
out just to be wild
And it's a me that just pulls at the gear
Who knows where to prac
tice for the kind
And every memory of beauty
Battles each yardstick of time
And every single baby minute of
every hour of every day
Brings you closer to the back of the line
But there are no small faces,
just long lines
And every moment of life you waste be
comes somebody else's time
And the wide open spaces you thought were yours,
I thought were mine
And the love that held us together,
we lost somewhere along the climb