Every Time

when a vocal grabs ya
and it won’t let ya go
if ya know what I’m sayin
wave yer arms [darlin] left and right [tonight]
oh one two three
follow me thru a house of cards
to a false-front street
I’ll be yer [papier/paper] soldier
if you’ll be there when the battle ends
oh when the battle ends
see in a war-zone
things can go deadly rather quickly
is this happening
yes it is
run away,
take cover [duck and cover]
or get into the shit
mix it up knowing this may be it
it’s a little crazy
it’s a lotta sick
day to day
livin the blue-[shield/shirt/helmet] way
do I believe what I say
when I turn away
at the end of each day
review...
what it was
what it wasn’t
what it can be
what I’m willing to do
to see it thru
Love sick from where songs like this
are born in the [quiet/fire] of the night
when sweet harmonies
make me believe
in what I see
[make/let] me believe in...
you and me and them
and together what we can be
we each come our own way
to the same chorus tonight
[day and night]
and it’s always right
two angels smile and weep [a while]
little things like that
local Love seems hard to find
lonely [things] like that
weigh heavy on my mind
heavy on my mind
and somehow...
Love finds me every time
Love finds me every time...