Sympathize - Amos Lee

It ain’t no jive

I was burning alive

Whenever you walk in the room

It happened so quickly

I was feeling so sickly

Like a lover who lost his 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 ain’t even got a home

Ain’t 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 of lies

I don’t know when I’ll be coming home baby

But I shall 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 ain’t got a single person left

To confide

No one to confide

No one to confide

Ah to confide

I sympathize

Can sympathize