Toe the Line

You make sure you sure look fine
I'll come home and toe the line
I know men are made of dreams
sometimes dreams are all they seePaint it black and paint it white
paint it 'til you feel alright
I see color, I see red
I see space between our bedAnd we've got a long road
But we've got a burning coal
Sometimes it feels too hot to hold
I hope it never goes
I hope it never goes coldAble tongues they come and go
sneak right by the radio
if I wake up past my prime
will I feel it every night?Paint it black and paint it white
pull the blinds and meet the light
I see heaven up above
but I see you and I see loveAnd we've got a long road
But we've got a burning coal
Sometimes it feels too hot to hold
I hope it never goes
I hope it never goes coldIf I gave my heart to you
would it be a lot to lose?
Even in the light of day
I know nothing gold can stayEven in the light of day
I know nothing gold can stayAnd we've got a long road
But we've got a burning coal
Sometimes it feels too hot to hold
I hope it never goes
I hope it never goes cold