Covered by Your Covers
by Ty Kovatch

A little prayer
I saw you there
I'd like to take you, but I'm not going anywhere
Her face was read
The thought was dead
The resting place of love is someone else's bed

Those discretionary pictures that we saw
Disproportionately hanging on the wall
I stand underneath you hoping you will fall
Covered by your covers

Morning son, my only son
Let him be cuz he's not hurting anyone
Tortured will
You've had your fill
You drank me down and now you're thirsting for the kill

Chorus
A little smile
For awhile
It was a hundred if I carried you a mile
No regrets, no regrets
The resting place of luck is anybody's bet

Chorus

Ty Kovatch 2006

Anybody's Bet

Mary
While We Were Sleeping
Reload
T-Shirt
Covered by Your Covers
Burned
Giving Her Away
Leave Your Best Girl Home
All Those Friday Nights
Every Pace We Leave

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