There's a spirit in our bedroom That lives between the walls He listens deeply to our musings Manifests when we are wrong In the evening, as we lay sleeping He peers into our thoughts Guides us gently to one another To the point where our dreams meet For I have a message, it's in my voice For I have a message For I have a message, it's in my voice For I have a message He is there in leaky faucets In the creak of wooden floors As our heartstrings start to harden As our love becomes un spun He can sense that we are drifting In the autumn of our love In the morning, when we awaken And our love is all restored He says... For I have a message, it's in my voice For I have a message For I have a message, it's in my voice For I have a message If you should fall or come undone My voice will lead you home If you should fall or come undone My voice will lead you home