Mule Songs Lyrics - Moor Hound

At your old church on a Sunday 

Sitting quiet and alone 

Across the room a young believer 

Who'd made those walls his second home 

A glance in your direction 

Gave you a place in his mind 

The start of a hopeless quest to hold your hand 

Never-ending in the hopes that he might 

His first year at your old school 

Brought him a pleasant surprise 

A seat next to you 

How you controlled his mind 

And even though his heart sank 

The day the teacher moved you across the room 

He walked with you down the hall everyday 

I don't want to be bothersome, I just like talking to you 

Now it's a couple years later 

You came back into the scene 

Still a smart, unique girl 

Still as pretty as can be 

After a while he eventually 

Told you what was on his heart 

Although the corresponding expressions 

Were pretty clear from the start 

Then came the day 

You two spent the evening together 

A nervous yet relentless kid 

With his arm across your shoulder 

But this occasion was requested 

By an unrepentant fool 

As stubborn a college sophomore 

As he was in high school