INTRO | --- | --- | --- | ---- | You see these red wine lips? I didn’t dream up this Out on suburban curbs I’m always restless first But when the truth is told we’re all dreamers you know I’ve always wanted more than I could ever hold And I know it’s a fine line but I know that I’ve got time Oh how could a steeple made of ceiling wax Ever need fall down? | - - | - | x4 *whistling* Remember we had it all every belle and ball But just like all ever oh I wanted more And well I sure got that yeah I killed that cat But I hope one fine day I’ll stop looking back I know it’s a fine line Oh I know it’s a high wire Oh how could a steeple made of innocence Oh golden arch burning heart Oh steeple made of ceiling wax Ever need to fall down? | - - | - | x4 *whistling* You see these red wine lips? We didn’t dream up this Out on suburban curbs I’m always restless first But when the truth is told we’re all dreamers you know I’ve always wanted more than I could ever hold And I know it’s a fine line Oh I know it’s a high wire Oh how could a steeple made of innocence Oh golden arch burning heart Oh steeple made of ceiling wax Ever need to fall down? *whistling*