Manuscripts

It's true, dear,
 There is no right way
 To turn your heart away
 But you can come back
 You can come back
 You can come back anytime you want dear
 Fire burns
 Under your manuscripts
 All of the manuscripts
 All of those manuscripts
 That we write,
 Dear
 And you cause
 We will find what we're searching for
 What's in our hand
 When I want (?????)
 And faith
 Is clear as water
 Through your fingertips
 So say
 For another today will
 Not give in
 So tomorrow
 Can give itself away
 It's true, dear
 The world keeps turning
 Turning inside of you
 So you can come back
 You can come back
 You can come back anytime you want, dear