The register stood open

Smoke cleared the room

And one man was lying

Over blood and a broom

The store door was swinging

In the midnight breeze

And another man ran

Through the dark and the trees



Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs



He ran past a motel

Threw his gun in the trash

Looked down through the darkness

And counted the cash

The man at the store was

Trying to stand

Looked up through the white lights

And reached out his hand



Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Are you there

Can you hear me

Are you there



The ambulance arrived

But it was too late

In the spin of the red lights

They covered his face

He had a wife who was waiting

Watching TV in bed

Wondering why

He wasn't home yet

The baby was sleeping

Till the telephone rang

He woke and he cried out

But nobody came



Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Are you there

Can you hear me

Are you there



She doesn't know what they'll do now

Now that he's gone

Try to get over

And try to get on

Alone in the back yard

The cool afternoon

The tree that they planted

It started to bloom

She wanted him to see this

She wanted him there

She wanted to kiss him

And brush back his hair



Lost in the moment of what she needs

Lost in the moment of what she needs