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