Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
And we will leave this loathsome little town
Silver bells are jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby
Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
It's true the tools of love wear down
While time passes, a mind wanders
It seems mindless, but it does
Sometimes I see your face as if through reading glasses
And your smile seems softer than it was
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Sane people go crazy on you
They say, "No man, that's not the deal we made, hey"
"Well, I got to go, I got to go"
Faith, uhm...
Faith is an island in the setting sun, mmh
But proof, yes, is one, uh
Proof is the bottom line for everyone, whey
(Take it to the key, oh)
My face, my race don't matter anymore
My sex, my cheques accepted at the door
Proof
The sun came out
It was a cloudy day
We thought it was gonna be a thunderstorm
And it's a perfect night
In New York City
Sane people go crazy on you
They say, "No man, that's not the deal we made, whey"
"Well, I got to go, I got to go"
Faith, well, now...
Faith is an island in the setting sun, mmh
But proof, yes, is one, uh
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
Now I want it easy now
Half moon hiding in the clouds
And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
Some people gonna call you up
Tell you something that you already know
Oh, sane people go crazy on you
They say, "No man, that's not the deal we made, hey, hey, hey"
"I got to go, I got to go, I got to..."
Faith is an island in the setting sun
Think about proof, ah
The proof is the bottom line for everyone
Think about proof, yeah
Yes, the proof is the bottom line for everyone
Think about proof, yeah
The proof is the bottom line for everyone
For everyone, for everyone
For everyone, for everyone
For everyone, for everyone
For everyone, for everyone
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