Cracks in the floor of heaven

Maybe we got it all wrong,
Wasting time pretending we’re strong
Pull over the car to the side of the road,
Let’s talk it out under the cigarette glow
Maybe we were right all along
Stop looking down

One man’s water is another man’s wine,
Somebody’s daughter winds up somebody’s bride
Even three words can hurt you sometimes,
Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven
Are the stars in the sky

Lace me up, let me trip in those boots
There’s no such thing as a lover’s heart,
That ain’t felt black and blue
I’d rather we fight, use the words as our guns,
Leave as the leader of an army of one
Maybe we were right all along
Stop looking down

One man’s water is another man’s wine,
Somebody’s daughter winds up somebody’s bride
Even three words can hurt you sometimes,
Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven
Are the stars in the sky

Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven
Are the stars in the sky
Maybe life is just a road trip
Between ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’
So let’s stop the wondering,
See what’s on the other side

Stop looking down
One man’s water is another man’s wine,
Somebody’s daughter winds up somebody’s bride
Even three words can hurt you sometimes,
Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven
Are the stars in the sky

Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven
Are the stars in the sky