baby, you got all the rope- and there's an empty chair where there once was hope.....baby, you go for the throat- and there's a window staring straight out of this hole. and if you wonder, who's roof i'm under, god i wish you'd find your way back to our door.....cause there's this feeling, that never leaves me, it feels like you're the only one i'll ever want. you're in every song i wrote- and there's a lion's share waiting on down the road....baby, you go for the throat- and there's a window staring straight out of this hole. and if you wonder, what roof i'm under, god i wish you'd find your way back to our home....cause there's this feeling, it never leaves me, feels like you're the only one i'll ever want....