[Music: P. Craddick. Lyrics: P. Craddick & D. Ott]



I think I bit my tongue today

No sign of blood

But this taste won't go away

Even if awound does heal

Its scar might never fade



unwelcome words can pierce

and drain the soul

like aphids on the blossoms leave a hole



Sometimes the heart and mind won't work together

And one gets left behind

While the other pulls ahead

Naive of where it treads



The residue of harmful words outlasts a seeming pardon

Little can undo the work of aphids in the garden



I can't believe that I hurt You with the words I've said

I can't conceive how I fooled my heart and lost my head

But as I watched with wonder as your jaw seem to hit the ground

I realized that I stuck my foot right in my mouth

And what a big foot it is ...



I wish that I could turn back time

Alter memory or pay some kind of fine

Anything to make amends

Fix this break to where it bends



The residue of harmful words outlasts a seeming pardon

Little can undo the work of aphids in the garden



I can't believe that I hurt You with the words I've said

I can't conceive how I fooled my heart and lost my head

But as I watched with wonder as your jaw seem to hit the ground

I realized that I stuck my foot right in my mouth



These words are fugitives

Too harsh or too honest

A little pain will gain

If I bite my tongue for your sake