Rushing round in circles to brighten all the corners
Busy making friends with all your enemies
You finger through your Bible whilst looking through your window
The look you gave erased a thousand memories
Ooh, I am sorry, ooh, I am sorry
This page in your story won't turn
With advice I'd warn her, "Don't idolize your neighbor"
Maybe something else is the enemy
But who put out the fire? What you asking me for?
The simple things you need for a remedy
