| Now it's so cold in your doorway that | |
| I can hardly breathe | |
| You know I wanna lay down but | |
| I'm afraid | |
| I'll freeze. | |
| I've spent my last lone dollar getting in the shape that | |
| I'm in And runnin' from the border just as fast as they can. | |
| Well, last | |
| September | |
| I was on a roll | |
| Now I'm out here trying to save my soul. | |
| You've got the cure, you hold the key, | |
| You've got the remedy. | |
| Once I was blind, now | |
| I see You got the remedy. | |
| I believe you got in something just like a stingray | |
| And when you turn on your moves you put the hurt on me. | |
| Well, I might get better but | |
| I won't get well | |
| Until I'm over the line and | |
| I'm under your spell. | |
| I'm like a spider crawlin' up your wall, | |
| Hear something funny, it's my matin' call. | |
| You've got the cure, you hold the key, | |
| You've got the remedy. | |
| Once I was blind, now | |
| I see You got the remedy. | |
| Been knocking on your window, a-peeking through the blinds | |
| Honey, come here a-runnin', won't you take your time. | |
| And now I ain't no preacher man, | |
| I ain't no preacher's son | |
| But I'll be singing hallelujah when | |
| I see you come. | |
| I left my mind at the fork in the road | |
| I' m out here haulin' a heavy load. | |
| You've got the cure, you hold the key, | |
| You've got the remedy. | |
| Once I was blind, now | |
| I see You got the remedy. | |
| You've got the cure, you hold the key, | |
| You've got the remedy. | |
| It goes to show | |
| It's plain to see | |
| You got the remedy. |