Like to stay out half the night
I was wrong, she was right
I was always hauling off to join the day
But then you kept calling me
Back to the sidewalk
Like to cross off all the paths Before I make my mind up
All the time I'm feeling nothing
All I see is twenty-something
If every day's the second coming
Better believe in something
If the tape runs out on me
I was almost done
I can manage misery until the morning comes
I can bring my friends over and make a gin martini
Or I can sit and watch TV if it's all I want to see me
I think maybe I'm wrong
But then, we'll never know
How much I could be in the glow
If I call that number AGAIN just to make eye contact
(It's been a long time since WE had the knack of disturbing everyone in the aisles)
Maybe all my anxious lines would grab her back again
Maybe I could bring her home and not meet such high demands.
I want her to believe in something
The promise of the all or nothing
I wanted to believe in something
And know we're alright
Remember when we ate dinner there?
We looked different in the candle-lit-up air
Want to do it again?