poor man's ecstasy
christopher cross
who knew how good it could be
till my poor man's ecstasy
you wear my heart on your sleeve
you're my poor man's ecstasy
clouds of mercy fill the air
with my poor man's ecstasy
how to take a bulletheaded man
and somehow he grew into his dreams
with a poor man's ecstasy
you're my poor man's ecstasy
clouds of mercy fill the air
with my poor man's ecstasy
child's colored chalk marks on the street
it always brought me to my knees
and i hear a carousel of gershwin melodies
i'm a crazy cork that's out to sea why me
you're my poor man's ecstasy
clouds of mercy fill the air
you're my poor man's ecstasy
tears or laughter i don't care