Six wheels rolling, rolling over my arms. If you don't notice then you don't notice anything. Do you?. The sky is sweating and the moon's turned to blood.
Sunday Driver. . His left elbow is hanging out the window. His left finger steerin' the wheel. His right arm is wrapped around his sweetheart. and it's paradise in his love mobile.
It wasn't me the guy who talked his head off last night. Can't you see? I'll never fit into your shoe size. Or through that door where you cast your aspirations to the drunken wind.
Lying in the bed now. Talking to yourself now. Tell me what's the point now. You don't really know it. . You're falling really deep now. But you can't fall asleep now.
At a red stop light in some sleepy town. An old truck pulled up with the windows down. That song from the past was playin' full blast. . And all at once I was seventeen.
Would you mind to be the one who. is the one I think of every day?. Girl, you have to undertsand it. When I see you I can only say. . You're beautiful.
Running around the white picket fence. I am scared I'll have the guts to.... The guts to try. Flying nowhere near heaven sent. The rain falls hard but i still stay dry.
Rolling around this hotel bed awake at 3 am. Cleaning out the mini bar ringing you again. I've already called you 14 times just to say goodnight. I need to hear one more i love you before i douse the lights.
Madeline rode away last night. On a rockin' horse. Straight into the pale moonlight. Make believe of course. . What's a little girl of eight. Supposed to do when she's up so late.
Can't say that it's great to be back. When all the lavender in my back yard is either dull or black. Hole in the sky with my sun glasses on. Guess the only conclusion is in song.
You're going south, I know you are. I stay up north to drink my wine. Back mirror tells you I'm alright. We changed the way we say goodbye. . If you get yourself together.
You say you want a revolution. Well, you know. We all want to change the world. . You tell me that it's evolution. Well, you know. We all want to change the world.
It was Indiana, a summer day. And I was three years old. My momma said go out to play. Well, I did what I was told. . She never saw it comin'. When I turned the sprinkler on.
Soldier can you see the light. Soldier can you see the light. Pull down the shades lie on the floor. There's no use for it anymore. Torch the curtains you're a puppeteer.
I'm not as scared as I once was. I can cross the street all by my self now. I tend to sever the space that surrounds mine. And I seem to do it all the time now.
I'm not sayin', I feel sad about. The way you broke my heart. But the last time that I lost this bad. I had to sell my car. . Somebody call me a doctor.
You're a waitress who hung out. With the customers too long now. It seems the curtain's closed. And the lights are on. I guess there's going to be no encore for us.
They used to make me go to church, clip on tie, starch the shirt.. I never heard the preacher's words all slouched down in that pew.. These days going to church is something I don't have to do, I get to..
I guess everybody's told you. About my strange disease. Mass appeal will mould you. Anaesthetise your dreams. Mirrors are all broken now. Cause you can't face yourself.