Toe the Line

You make sure you sure look fine

I'll come home and toe the line

I know men are made of dreams

sometimes dreams are all they seePaint it black and paint it white

paint it 'til you feel alright

I see color, I see red

I see space between our bedAnd we've got a long road

But we've got a burning coal

Sometimes it feels too hot to hold

I hope it never goes

I hope it never goes coldAble tongues they come and go

sneak right by the radio

if I wake up past my prime

will I feel it every night?Paint it black and paint it white

pull the blinds and meet the light

I see heaven up above

but I see you and I see loveAnd we've got a long road

But we've got a burning coal

Sometimes it feels too hot to hold

I hope it never goes

I hope it never goes coldIf I gave my heart to you

would it be a lot to lose?

Even in the light of day

I know nothing gold can stayEven in the light of day

I know nothing gold can stayAnd we've got a long road

But we've got a burning coal

Sometimes it feels too hot to hold

I hope it never goes

I hope it never goes cold