Oh I wish I could wash

My soul

It’s getting dirty you see

 

If only I could soap and splash it

wipe the grime

Scrub its poor edges clean

 

It’s only natural for a soul

To get a little dirty

From time to time

 

It walks along

Takes in every thought

Everything filters through

 

It keeps all the worst and best

Of you

And everything in between

 

If only I could wash mine

I’d work on yours too

I’d help you, I would

 

And we’d be sqeaky clean together

Just me and you