Hosea - Andrew Peterson

Well, every time I lay in the bed beside you, Hosea, Hosea,
I hear the sound of the streets of the city.
My belly growls like a hungry wolf
And I let it prowl till my belly’s full.
Hosea, my heart is a stone.
So, please believe me when I say I’m sorry, Hosea, Hosea,
You loveable, gullible man.
I tell you that my love is true
Till it fades away like a morning dew.
Hosea, leave me alone.
Here I am in the Valley of Trouble.
Just look at the bed that I’ve made;
Badlands as far as I can see.
Well, there’s no one here but me, Hosea.
Well, I stumbled and fell in the road on the way home, Hosea, Hosea.
I lay in the brick street like a stray dog.
You came to me like a silver moon
With the saddest smile I ever knew.
Hosea, carried me home, again. Home again.
You called me out to the Valley of Trouble.
Just to look at the mess that I’ve made;
A barren place where nothing can grow.
One look and my stone heart crumbled.
It was a valley as green as jade.
I swear it was the color of hope.
You turned a stone into a rose, Hosea.
Hosea, Hosea.
Well, I sang and I danced like I did as a young girl, Hosea, Hosea.
I am a slave and a harlot no more.
You washed me clean like a summer rain
And you set me free with that ball and chain.
Hosea, I threw away the key.
I’ll never leave, Hosea, Hosea.