All you kids get out the back door, I’ve never seen her this mad before

She took all her favorite things down from the window

And broke them all over her clean floor

It’s Saturday at the mansion, the oldest boy walks with a slouch

The young ones are wild in back of the house

And she gave up and went back to sleep on the couch

Something as simple as boys and girls

Gets tossed all around and lost in the world

Something as hard as a prayer on your back

Can wait a long time for an answer

When I was little I’d stare at her picture
And talk to the mother of God
I swear sometimes I’d see her lips move
Like she was trying to say something to me
When I was eighteen I moved to Florida
Like everyone sick of the cold does
And I waited on old people waiting to die
Oh, I waited on them until I was

Something as simple as boys and girls
Gets tossed all around and lost in the world
Something as hard as a prayer on your back
Can wait a long time for an answer

Now I’m wearing my footsteps into this floor
One day I won’t live here anymore
And someone will wonder who lived here before
And went on their way
I live too many miles from the ocean
And I’m getting older and odd
I get up every morning with my cup of coffee
And I talk to the mother of God

Something as simple as boys and girls
Gets tossed all around and lost in the world
Something as har as a prayer on your back
Can wait a long time for an answer
Can wait a long time for an answer

Maybe it’s alright, maybe we won’t fight anymore

Maybe love is waiting at the end of every road

I don’t know, I don’t know

And maybe, maybe it’s alright