Nine Days - Miss Alva Maria Lyrics
I know I'm young, but its the oldest I've ever beenI'm 23 now, halfway to 24I'll never see these years againso don't make me ask again, and hold out this old tin cupjust reach out for my reaching handsand pull me up...got no trouble staying thinand might think that I've been blessedlord you know that I'd say yesgod smiles upon the hungry, while you laugh...in this second story novel, that I call homeup the stairs and down the hallits just like turning the pagegot no rugs upon my floors, but it'll have to do for nowbut I'm only getting older...and I worry about MISS ALVA MARIAthough she'll never even know that I existwell we lost her 15 years ago, but I've been finding her all my lifethere's something about the way she looks that moves methere's something about the way she loves that moves me...this stale cigarette smoke, still clingsto my shirt, my hair and my handswell you know I ain't making jack, but you know that I'll be backI've got nothing else to offerI've got nothing else to offerthis is all I've got to offer...and I worry about MISS ALVA MARIAthough she'll never even know that I existwell we lost her 15 years ago but I've been finding her all my lifethere's something about the way she looks that moves methere's something about the way she loves that moves methere's something about how she loses it all that moves mewont you tell me what its like to be remembered?I know I'm young, but this is the oldest I've ever beenI'm 23 now, halfway to 24I'll never see these years again...
