One, two, one, two, three Last night Turned on the TV Looked out the window And then pulled down the shades And I came to The conclusion My mind could not be made She said: Well what're you thinking? I'm just a-wondering Is it something that I did?" I said: It's nothing Just something I picked up as a kid I hear a loudly empty spaces I see a big hole in the view I feel an outline that traces An imaginary path back to you This ain't no ordinary blue Last night For a split sec I was a train-wreck I was a complicated guy I hope we don't find This's the last time We ever say goodbye The orange gleam Is rising On the horizon Of the outskirts of my mind I sat and listened As it glistens It says "Leave the past behind" I hear a loudly empty spaces I see a big hole in the view I feel an outline that traces An imaginary path back to you This ain't no ordinary blue Too cold to hold Too deep to swim to Too cold to hold Too deep to swim to Last night Turned on the TV Looked out the window And then pulled down the shades