When that line was crossed When you took that turn You believe that you were right But as it turns out When you've run your course You're nowhere near the place you'd like Take some time to think What your sister said About your nack for getting lost I'm the compass guy I'm the pilots eye But you're still lost here at my side We're still alive here in the old little house All the brass that you shine with your hands And the old routines that you got from your mother Are oxidated and all antiquated but Let just keep the appearances up we'll be safe How I wanted to be the one for you But now we know it's all too late We just stuck with it after our first kid And we still sleep in seperate beds You always had a crazy idea about leaving, going to paris All the brass that you shine with your hands And the old routines that you got from your mother are Oxidated and all antiquated but Let just keep the appearances up we'll be Safe from all other eyes that might judge us and We'll just sit here in front of the TV set Watch the news and the movies they make And we'll shake our heads as the thunder and lightning will strike