Until the Morning - Akron/Family

Don t bother looking for a chair

Just throw your coat down anywhere

I m sorry I m so poorly dressed

I gave up hoping for a guest

Whoa-oh-oh

You say you got a weight to bare

A cross you carry everywhere

I said I know and it ain t fair

I tell you you can leave that here

Whoa-oh-oh…

And I always wondered

How you carried all that grief

I know it wasn t right to saddle you with mine

My life, my identity I lay them at your feet

And stand here broken in the mirror of your eyes

'til the morning…

The old prayers written on your skin

They’re singing mass out in the yard

They heard that you re the one I want

That I want…

And I m about to burn alive

You still won t look me in the eye

I’ll turn the light out if you want

If you feel safer in the dark

Whoa-oh-oh…

I came to you an orphan

But I m living here a thief

If I can only find the door I ll go tonight

My life, my identity I lay them at your feet

In just the hope that you d let me come inside