I can see those visions dancing

across the foot of my bed

crumpled sheets, two tired bodies

sins i commit now in my head.



I have cursed your name a thousand times or more

your photograph lies deep at the bottom of my drawer

but when i looked at it this morning

i had no angry words to say

no angry words to say.



The coffee maker that you gave me

well, it finally broke down

it up and died this morning

with a groaning sound.



All these ghosts i have driven out

driven them from my house

it's a simple life i lead

still got a lot to learn about.



"Yeah, but i'm finally getting over....yes, i'm finally getting over...



the sad part of yesterday

no angry words to say."



I learned a little 'bout forgiveness

a little 'bout sin

a little 'bout the soul of a man

living within this skin.



ain't afraid of a new love that could be starting

i don't wear a face that says i'm weary-broken-hearted

i don't need someone to smother

with the love that you discarded.



'cause i'm finally getting over.....yes, i'm finally getting over

the sad part of yesterday

no angry words to say