I sat in your driveway until the battery died I called CAA and they showed up in the nick of time I got back on the highway And drove a hundred miles In exactly the wrong direction I woke up in that same room At that same motel I don't think That I wound up there on purpose It was something I could do, Then it was something that I'd done It was something more than nothing But a little less than anything at all The colours in those pictures Were fading in the sun So I stuck them in a drawer Where they got buried under Bills, receipts, and envelopes and pens I wasn't using any more I find them when I'm cleaning I never throw them out Which is something more than nothing But it's not exactly something to be proud about I thought that I saw you Is this where you live I thought that was you when we passed in the parking lot Sorry for staring, I just couldn't believe it was you It's been, God, it's been, God, this is weird I don't know what to say after all these years So here's something I've held on to But don't get your hopes up It's only something more than nothing It's a whole lot less than anything much