The Rooms

I'm a man

I walk into the rooms
The rooms they keep secret
What love is a miracle
Bodies laying, dressed

I walk into the rooms
The woman's eyes are wet
The bright lights are dimmed down
For better effect

Men stand still against the wall
To offer their idle hands
Waiting to be chosen
By their lady friends

I walk into the rooms
Where love is wild and free
The women make their feelings
And the men wait and see

I walk into the the rooms
Where the angels rest
They don't tell me how it ends, boy
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god)
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god)
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god)
'Cause I've seen it all
They don't tell me how it ends, boy (So the woman made a man, the man made a god)