Off the Floor

A simple turn of phrase
A million miles, a million days
All I need's a space upon your floor

Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
But when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor

I hear them turning the lock and
And creeping in to your home
Just to tell you where to stand
Watching

Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor

We always want to, we always want to

Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the
Sing out for change
And feed all the news to the poor
We fall down the same
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
And when you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor
When you're done, pick me up off the floor