Brick Off a Bridge Lyrics

Don't know where I stand with you

But I'll stand anywhere that you want me to

I'm a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket

Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket

Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips and I fell



Feather from a dove at the will of the wind

For these weightless seconds I hazard the end

To float like a dancer high over the cancer of being alone

Don't know where I stand with you

But I'll stand anywhere you want me to

I'm a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket

Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket

Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips

And I fell down hard



A pause in your poem, a breathless sigh

A prayer asking too much, a spot that won't dry

Dyin' to fly



I'm a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket

Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket

Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips

And I fell down hard, yes I fell down hard

I'm a brick off a bridge, a penny from the pocket

Of your thrift store jacket, a teardrop in your locket

Thought I had a grip, but I tasted your lips

And I fell down hard



Don't know where I stand with you

But I'll stand anywhere you want me to