Saint Lucy Paroles

I can't find the place where I need to be
Oh, Saint Lucy
Lend your eyes, to me

I walk in to the hall, Ms Love's doing magic tricks
I take a seat in the back by the door
And the next thing I know I am right there in the front row
Trying to crawl inside her smoke and mirrors

Oh, Saint Lucy
I can't find the place where I need to be
Oh, Saint Lucy
Lend your eyes, to me

My neighbor is digging a well in the backyard
While I stumble around looking for a light upstairs
And I can't help but wonder if this is all I am good for
If it's all that I am if it's my only prayer then
How far tell me, will faith get me
When the well is almost dry I can't find the place where I need to be
Oh, Saint Lucy
Lend your eyes, to me