virtue is relative at best
there`s nothing worse than a sunset
when you`re driving due west
and i`m afraid that my love
is gonna come up short
there is no there there
i guess i`m scared
cuz i want to have good news to report
every time i come up for air
now i`m cruising through a chromakey blue sky
and i know that in an hour or three
the sun is gonna be in my eyes
and i know that sometimes all i can see
is how i feel
like the whole world is on the other side
of a dirty windshield
and i`m tryin to see through the glare
yes i`m struggling just to see what`s there
the one person who really knows me best
says i`m like a cat
yeah the kind of cat that you just can`t pick up
and throw into your lap
no, the kind that doesn`t mind being held
only when its her idea
yeah, the kind that feels what she decides to feel
when she is good and ready to feel it
and now i am prowling through the backyard
and i am hiding under the car
i have gotten out of everything
ive gotten into so far
i eat when i am hungry
and i travel alone
and just outside the glow of the house
is where i feel most at home
but in the window you sometimes appear
and your music is faint in my ears