Eddie was a good man
Honest and hard working
Never gave love a try
He was a night crawler
Working at the corner
Shop to try and just get by
He dreamt of the city
Getting out of mississippi
Finding somewhere less like Home
But his father who's a real man
Never said he loved him
Told him "wait until you get old"-er
How will I get out if I am stuck to my seat
How will I get out when you have put your chains on me
Original Guitar Descending Melody
Eddie saved every penny
Sold the local kids on whiskey
For a ticket on the 9:15
After months gone undecided
There was something bout the timing
Growing weary of the small town scene
Eddie took the night bus
Leaving nothing but a line
Reading mother I am leaving Home
He packed his fathers walkman
To avoid bad conversation
And took unto the great unknown
How will I get out if I am stuck to my seat
How will I get out when you have put your chains on me
Oh, Im in the air
Oh off my mind
Come sit in my hands
See eye to eye
Jane was a charmer
A real sweet disaster
That somehow caught Eddies eye
She sat a few seats over
Moving to his corner
Exchanging nothing but a knowing smile
She said we're getting off here
Grabbed his hand and held it dear
Like they'd been lovers since the dawn of time
He tried to explain
That he was dying to get away
But he couldn't shake her from his mind
How will I get out if you have stuck to my seat
How will I get out when you have put your love in me
Oh, Im in the air
Oh off my mind
Come sit in my hands
See eye to eye