Living In a Prayer

Everybody looks like someone i just saw five minutes ago
If i looked too far in the mirror i know i’d have to run
From copper harbour way down to acapulco
Where the sun shines on the moon & the moon gives it back to everyone
I’m living in a prayer
Every time i turn around some ghost wants to buy me a beer
Feel like i’m living in a trashy novel where plot’s the only thing
The fire’s out the smoke has blown but still nothing is clear
I could swear it’s a summer day but then why am i freezing
I should be there
Why god let us meet at this time i have no idea
Maybe i have paid for my sins by now or i don’t have long to live
The meadowlark’s song in the evening is not as sweet as the one you sing to me
I will dig deep in my pockets
See what boyhood treasures i can give
You should be here
I should be there
Long as i’m in your heart
I’m living in a prayer