"Warm House (And An Hour Of Joy)" lyrics - ELVIS COSTELLO & RUSTY

Bitterly and I went to the door
Hoping cheering on a brief light I know
It never glows
Still as long as I walked outside
Turning the corner and out of sight
If I were to be honest, it's really not that bad
Do I try to be sad? (Do I try to be sad?)
Break the rules and I might smile tonight

[Chorus:]
And warm house blows cold out
As I step once more for home
Warm house blows cold out
And it's so rare to be alone

There's a man out on the floor and he's fallen from blows
Well, I'm not even sure if he was just a drunken dreamer
Drunken dreamer
I don't know
Dreaming of the promised land
But he doesn't see below
Did he run from his sight to the side of the night
That came into your possession?
As I slip down the street of the shining light
Does my head keep my feet's succession?

[Bridge:]
Is that your last word?
I do not really
Make your reply heard
Will you pray so dearly for an hour of joy?
And I'm running, running, running, running
Running, running running, running
Running, running, running, running

[Chorus:]
And warm house though blows cold out
As I step once more for home
Warm house though blows cold out
And it's so rare to alone

[Refrain:]
And I'm running, running, running, running
Running running, running, running
Running, running, running, running

[Outro:]
I turn my eyes from the sights I see
And I need the change to frighten me
And I'm running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running
Running running, running, running
In a warm house blows cold out
As I step once more for home