- cifra   
  
      
   Smoke curls through my hands
 
 These one night stands
 
 Are making me crazy I know
 
 Morning I'll go
 
 Crowds in the rain all passing by
 
  
  Faith gone from your eyes
 
 Each word it flies
 
 Taking you further away
 
 And come that day
 
 There ain't no easy way to cry
  
 
 And as I watch you leave I stand
 
 Inside my house of straw
 
 And everywhere I go I find
 
 Things recollecting to my mind
 
 How right it all could be
  
 
 Faith gone from your eyes
 
 Each word it flies
 
 Straight to the heart and I know
 
 Watching you go
 
 There ain't no easy way to cry
  
 
 So right now
 
 So right now
 
 So right now
  
 
 And as I watch you leave I stand
 
 Inside my house of straw
 
 And everywhere I go I find
 
 Things recollecting to my mind
 
 How right it all could be
 
 Could be
  
 
 So right now
 
 So right now
 
 So right now
 
 So right so right
 
 So right