the alchemist

i listened to the tweeting bird
i reached out and felt his soul
i put together notes and words
but they never turned to gold..

maybe im just an alchemist or
just another drunk that did
wish he was more..

didnt you write some razors
didnt you touch some heart
didnt you sing some prayers
you never were a star

but didnt you make me smile
didnt you help me cry
you may of had little style
but you helped the night fly

and now were back together
doing it all again
i always felt much better
spending time with you my friend

but didnt you make me smile
didnt you help me cry
you may of had little style
but you helped the night fly

and now were back together
doing it all again
i always felt much better
spending time with you my friend