Hey, Ruth
What are you searching for?
Besides a little truth
Besides a little truth
Sometimes the truth can be disguised
In a thousand little lies
And sometimes I am blind...
Sometimes
Mmm...
Hey, Ruth
What did you lose back in
The carnival kissing booth
Do I want to know the truth?
Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss
Unless you find something you've missed
And sometimes it's just this...
Sometimes
Mmm...
I've held you close and said these things
A million times, I know
Just to touch your butterfly wings
And watch you die almost
Hey, Ruth
In a moment you'll be gone
After these words become
What I choose to call the truth
Mmm...
Forgotten, but that I
Will turn them over in my mind
Time after time
Sometimes
Mmm... Hey, Ruth
Mmm... Hey, Ruth