Lover, You Should've Come Over - Live at Sin-é, New York, NY - July/August 1993

Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you'll never know
You'll never know

Every inch of me is full of pain
Oh you should have come over
My broken bones can smell the rain
And are aching to recover
And the rain
I wanna come down fast like kisses on my skin
But it passed me by
And it left me dry
Oh you should have come over

Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need you

Too young to hold on
And too old to break free and run
Oh too old to run
Ohhh, lover you should have come over
Will I wait

And I'll burn
Will I ever see your return
Oh, will I ever learn?
Oh, lover, you should've come over

Lonely is the room, the bed is made
Open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who wants you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that won't never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I've slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the memories and the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Oh, maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Ohhh

Oh, lover, you should've come over

Will I wait?
Will I burn
Will I ever see your return
Oh, will I ever learn?
Oh, lover, you should've come over

Over, over