Saint Sally

I gave up false wishes and bitter pursuits
At the bar of Sylvain, the night I met you
Hopeless and strung out, my back was to the wall
And I couldn't hear fortune call

Hold on Saint Sally I'm down by your door
I'm down in the alley, howling once more
And I'd like to think, we paid for our sins
We don't have to sleep on the floor

That's why I'm hoping and dreaming
You'll open your back door again

The hand you were holding was a hand you'd have won
But you always felt cold in the warm delta sun
You took all your vegetables up by their roots
Said someday we'll taste the same fruits

Hold on Saint Sally I'm down by your door
I'm down in the alley, howling once morе
And I'd like to think, we paid for our sins
We don't havе to sleep on the floor

That's why I'm hoping and dreaming
You'll open your back door again