"Whole Lot More" lyrics - CHUCK PROPHET

Well, it's drop drop drop
Then the clouds explode
It's cats and it's dogs
And chaos rules the road
There's a swelling tide
Beneath an open sore
She'll ride this one out
And a whole lot more

You can knock on the door
But there's nobody there
We're all alone
At high noon in Times Square
You won't win her hand
Just by knockin' on a door
It's the way that you knock
And a whole lot more

A whole lot more
Shapes inside of the darkness
Places to go
Room in her heart
You'll never see

Well, the ships won't rise
In the diamond light
As comic book heroes
Back down from the fight
Where the dark hall leads
To a room full of doors
One to her bed
And a whole lot more

A whole lot more
Shapes inside of the darkness
Places to go
Room in her heart
You'll never see

When the tumbler clicks
And every lie comes true
Your little black book
Will stop cheating on you
You can buy, you can sell
You can steal from the poor
She'll give it all away
And a whole lot more

Yeah, she'll give it all away
And a whole lot more