Wide Receiver

And you say

Where is my believer waiting for the sign

Straight off the ground with his hands in the air

And the sky for a wire all tattered and torn

Your feet never bleed you say never mattered

And the morning found

Your reign is over in the hour of time

And where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the border

Wherе's your wide receivеr, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the edge and too far forward

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the border

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the edge and too far forward

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the border

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Outside and out of mind, and too far forward

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the border

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the edge and too far forward

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Where's your wide receiver, over the border

Where's your wide receiver, over the line

Outside and out of mind, and too far forward

Where's your wide receiver, over the line