Manuscripts

It's true, dear
There is no right way
To turn your heart away

But you can come back You can come back You can come back anytime you want dear Fire burns Under your manuscripts All of the manuscripts All of those manuscripts That we write, dear And you cause We will find what we're searching for What's in our hand When I want (?????) And faith Is clear as water Through your fingertips

So say For another today will Not give in So tomorrow Can give itself away It's true, dear The world keeps turning Turning inside of you So you can come back You can come back You can come back anytime you want, dear