Rubble To Rubble

Show me your friends, I'll show you your future Show me your scars, I can help with the suture I can reap, must mean I can sew But I must say, you're in trouble You're working with a surgeon who's working as a double I have never stitched up my own I'm on my way You know I'll be a doctor one day If my father knew the steps that I take, hmm I'm on my way Now she's down the street, sitting in sunshine Probably smoking weed and sipping on box wine She knows me, but she calls me by a different name Now she's by the fire, hanging cold stockings I'm letting baby Jesus do most of the talking There's a beauty in the silence that I chalk up to Christmastime Well, I'm on my way Got me a wife and she calls me her babe If she only knew the steps that I take, steps of my babe, hmm I'm on my way Two, three, four Oh my God, I'm having a baby I knew this day would come to finally save And teach me love and how to stay Piece by piece, sew rubble to rubble I learned how to walk by learning to stumble Get my off the boat, I'm ready to be on land Get my off the boat, I'm ready to be on On my way, hmm I'm on my way