Lovers In Our Heads Lyrics - Todd Agnew

Mary's driving home again 

She's crying again 

Johnny left her for another girl 

She's embarrassed by her loneliness 

And haunted by her shame 

And everyone's reacting just the same 

As she feared they would 

And are we more concerned 

With the fruit of another 

Never noticing our own barren branches? 

And are we more consumed 

With casting stones at each other 

While ignoring the lovers in our beds 

Our own beds in our heads? 

Mary's driving home again, turns on the radio 

'Cause no one's writing songs about divorce 

She could use a verse or two 

Anything that brings just a few moments of light 

In the middle of this darkness 

And are we more concerned 

With the fruit of another 

Never noticing our own barren branches? 

And are we more consumed 

With casting stones at each other 

While ignoring the lovers in our beds 

In our beds? 

God hears her cries 

As her tears fall rivaling the grains of sand 

And we have His heart 

What is keeping us from being His hands, His hands? 

Mary's driving home again, turns off the radio 

'Cause no one's writing songs about divorce yet