Need a Minute

After we were done painting the town
We had colored ourselves faded
Spinning iron seemed to be pointing down
The time that tree pitch was drippin'

It's so hard, and we never quite can tell
When the soft hand becomes grated

But it's true, I lost my voice over you
It seemed to force me to listen
I needed truth, and to find myself
But maybe right now I need a minute
But maybe right now I need a minute

We watched the treetops, light up like a flare
And finally all the dust had settled

But it's true, I lost my voice over you
It seemed to force me to listen
I needed truth, and to find myself through
But maybe right now I need a minute
But maybe right now I need a minute

Press your face to the cold frosted glass
And watch the seasons breathe

It's true, I lost my voice over you
It seemed to force me to listen
I needed truth and to find myself through
But maybe right now I need a minute
Maybe right now I need a minute
Maybe right now I need...
Maybe right now I need a minute
Maybe right now I need a minute