Amos Lee

Sympathize

It aint no jive

I was burning alive

Whenever you walk in the room

It happened so quickly

I was feeling so sickly

Like the lover who lost his own muse



The sharks in the tank or

The men in the bank

He wants my money to loan

I can�t understand

What the hell is his plan

While he aint even got a home

Aint got a home



Girl on a street

With holes in her feet

Looks through the eyes of a cloud

She don�t look amazed

She�s feeling kind of sad

So I just walk around



I reassess, she�s down on her luck

She�s reading a book full of lies

I don�t know when ill be coming home baby

But I sure sympathize



Can sympathize

Can sympathize

Angels spread their wings

On all the dirty things

But you

Do



She drops to the floor

Her head�s by the door

Her bible is by her side

Heaven is calling

The new world is falling

And she aint got a single person left



To confide

No one to confide

No one to confide

Ah to confide



I sympathize

Can Sympathize