Looking for distraction, close your eyes and count to three.
There's a gun, a rope, & a candle stick, so please choose carefully.
I've got Dylan on my stereo, I've got women on my mind.
There's a fire burning in my heart and a pulse racing fast behind.
It's the break of dawn on Christmas morn
But the clock reads half past three,
The clock it broke down years ago and just spectates silently.
I've got lawyers trying to chase me for some money they say I owe,
But I'm broke and sure I'm in the clear
So I'll tell them where they should go...
I say hey there, you there, look there...
How's it going to be?
I'd love to know your mind,
Maybe one day we'll find the time,
Then put the world to rights,
Oh how much fun it would be!
Looking for distraction, turn your head and smile at me.
I'm in danger of being happy now so please speak carefully.
I know now for the first time there's no distance left to run
Sit back, enjoy the ride, and I'm sure that the rest will just come!
I said hey there, you there, look there...
How's it going to be?
I'd love to know your mind,
Maybe one day we'll find the time,
And then put the world to rights,
Oh how much fun it would be;
Running round late at night, naked in the candlelight
But that was just a daydream, and you're stubbornly fully clothed,
Still I change address every two months now
So perhaps it's time to go
I think that this year will be different,
I can feel it in the air.
You know it's a miracle that I made it here at all,
They placed bets I'd die young at school and
I guess I proved them wrong.
You might see me in the street and you might never really know
But some things they are best left unsaid,
They'll melt in the winter snow.