St. Rita's Dream

I've been locked inside this basement
Writing down my thoughts and dreams
All the desires of my heart
Are hanging by my guitar strings

I'm running out of reasons
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of these little white pills
That help me clear my mind

Oh Saint Rita
Can you help me please
I saw you once on a movie screen
I need you to pray for me

Now there's this girl that I left back home
And she means everything to me
But I've got some things to get off my chest
So at night I stand up here and scream

Saint Rita don't let her change her mind
If she gets tired of being alone
Need her to know I think about her all the time
But you can't feel love through the phone

Oh Saint Rita
Can you help me please
I saw you once on a movie screen
I need you to pray for me

Oh Saint Rita
Won't you help me please
The patron saint of impossible dreams
I need you to pray for me

Now I don't have a pretty rosary
And I don't know how to pray
But when that blood ran down your face
I know you felt my pain

No I don't have a pretty rosary
And I don't know the Catholic ways
But I'm a good man with a single rose
Asking you to pray

Oh Saint Rita
Can you help me please
I saw you once on a movie screen
I need you to pray for me

Oh Saint Rita
Won't you help me please
The patron saint of impossible dreams
I need you to pray for me

Saint Rita



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Cunningham, Jeffery Wright
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