1. Fever Dream

You keep your eyes wide shut
and your hands on the wheel
to steady you.
Well it’s the journey you want,
the horizon so far
in front of you.

She had a lot of nice things
and a lot of nice ways about her.
You saw her number in a stall,
scrawled up on the wall,
and thought:
for heaven’s sake don’t call.

 

Well the song’s not the way
you remember it,
it was darker then
and darker now
that you’re gone.
No the song’s not the way
you remember it,
cause it was darker then,
and darker now
that you’re gone.

 

A moment in the now
you never thought how
it could follow you.
You shoulda seen the signs,
all the lovers in the line
ahead of you.

She had a lot of nice things
and a lot of nice ways
about her.
I guess you gotta to try it out,
to know what it’s about,
so you pushed through all those doubts.

 

Well the song’s not the way
you remember it,
it was darker then
and darker now
that you’re gone.
No the song’s not the way
you remember it,
cause it was darker then,
and darker now
that you’re gone.

 

Well the song’s not the way
you remember it,
it was darker then
and darker now
that you’re gone.
Oh yeah the song’s not the way
you remember it,
cause it was darker then,
and darker now
that you’re gone.

Now that you’re gone.

You’re gone.


2. So The Story Goes

One night, one line
one look―you’re mine.
Move left, move right;
you’re still in my sights.

Those eyes, that hair―
Do your worst, if you dare.
But wait, do I see?
You’re with him and
not me
not me
not me.

And so,
so the story goes.
And so,
so the story goes.

 

Some girl, some dress
(all the same, I confess).
Next date, new fling;
due course, same ol’ thing

Wild nights, lost years;
all my thoughts disappear.
But wait, I can see:
You’re with him and
not me
not me
not me.

And so,
so the story goes.
And so,
so the story goes.

For now.

 

Oh my my
how time’s gone by...
Oh my my
how time’s gone by...
Oh my my
how time’s gone by...
Oh my my
what were you to me?

And so,
so the story goes.

And so,
so the story goes.
And so,
so the story goes.
And goes...
And goes...
And goes...
For now.


3. The End of the Rainbow

Over the moon, under the stars;
the end of the rainbow, I’ve been searching too far.
It shouldn’t be easy, but baby-- it shouldn’t be hard.

I try to do right, I try to be strong;
I try to be a grown-up but it just feels wrong.
I’ve been writing, but baby-- I’m writing in vain.

 

And I’m always scared,
and I don’t know why;
I’m all poured out now,
there’s nothing left to hide.

Well you think I’ve missed,
yeah you think I’m great,
it doesn’t make a different
I really can’t relate.

 

Now I’m so broke up;
now I’m so broke down.
My brain’s so clueless,
my thoughts go round and round

Well I had my chance,
yeah I had my time,
I’m running out of tape now
and I can’t rewind.

 

Another Monday morning,
another crushing blow;
Just another loss of life
so let’s go.


4. She Won’t Know

My girlfriends gone,
yeah she went back home.
She went back home.
Finally, I’m on my own

A one-night stand is what
you’re ready for.
It’s what I’m dying for―
feelings get thrown away.

Why can’t this be something physical?
Where no emotional
baggage gets in the way?

I don’t think that you can understand.
You know I’m just a man
made with a heart of coal.

 

Throw on your favorite black dress.
I couldn’t care less―
as long as you wear it well.

Don’t pretend like I’m a married man.
You know I’m in a band―
lonely, and on the road

Why don’t we start getting physical?
You’re too emotional.
Baby, you talk to much

Don’t you worry about her finding out.
Quit freaking out.
She’s clueless―I swear.
She won’t know.

 

My girlfriends gone,
yeah she went back home.
She went back home.
Finally, we’re all alone.

Don’t you worry about her finding out.
You’re freaking out.
She’s clueless―I swear.
She won’t know.

 

She won’t know.
She won’t know.


5. runaway

Oh my runaway―
well it’s easy come,
and easy go.
To kind to say:
You’re an easy score,
but not much more
to me.

 

Oh my runaway―
you can chase your dreams girl,
but not with me.
I’ll run away.
I’ve got a great line for you,
but I swear it takes too long.

 

Now take my regrets,
and stack them high,
they’ll measure up
to the width of a dime.
Take my advice
(since I can’t take yours),
you’re a breathless girl
in a breathtaking world.


6. On the Water

 

Well I’ve been thinking out loud
but I can’t stand my own sound.
If I could shove it like that
I could cover all this ground.

So hang on,
hang on.
Won’t you make it easy?

Hang on,
hang on.
Will I do the same?

 

Oh make a move.
Oh make a move.

 

You’ve got your flashlight on
so I’m moving like a moth to the flame.
And though my gun is on your back
you know I never learned to aim.

So hang on,
hang on.
Won’t you make it easy?

Hang on,
hang on.
Will I do the same?

 

Oh you gotta make a move.

Make a move.

 

Will you grab me girl
and bring me to your room?
Or will you take the time
to get me back in tune?
Will you perform me?
Will you adore me?
Will you understand?
I’m not different, I’m not cruel,
I’m your man.

 

Come on you gotta make a move.

You gotta make a move.

Make a move.
Make a move.

And you really care...


7. DON’T GIVE UP ON LOVE TONIGHT.

Oh when you were out there,
and you were looking west,
you tried to make the best of it all.

But turn back now,
you’ll never find her there.
Go on home and make a new start.

 

And you can say your regrets,
but I know all the rest.
Don’t give up on love tonight,
it’s not dead.

 

Now all those mountain dreams,
and painted desert scenes,
they didn’t mean a thing, so move on.

But you can go back now
to where you belong.
You’re gonna find the girl
you’ve been chasing so long.

 

And do you see it now?
Do you believe it now?
Don’t give up on love tonight,
it’s not dead.

And you can say it now,
with some feeling now:
Don’t give up on love tonight,
it’s not dead.

 

Feel the breeze on your skin,
your new life can begin.
Don’t give up on love
...tonight.

 

Take another step now and start―
a giant leap for your heart.
Don’t give up on love tonight,
it’s not dead.

Now your time has arrived
Have you ever felt so alive?
Don’t give up on love tonight,
you’re not dead.


8. In the Still of the Evening

Baby I’ve been down before,
baby I’ve been blind.
You worry ‘bout my drinking,
but baby I feel fine.

You can call me over,
I’ll be over at 10:00.
Hurry up, it’s raining―
come on and let me in.

 

In the still of the evening
lovers slip away.

 

I’ll be your crying shoulder,
I’ll be your stepping stone;
just throw your arms around me,
and put away your phone.

I see the curves of your body,
now I’m starting to sweat.
You’re wearing next to nothing―
but that’s as far as it gets.


9. Angel

No wonder
No wonder you’re a mess.
You tried to write the scene.

No way that
that she’d play the part.
At least not the way
that you want her to.

 

Sit back down,
think it through,
and tell me:

 

Who’s the one who’s gonna love her?
Who’s the one who’s gonna be her friend?
Who’s the one who will always be there?
Who’s the one who’s gonna treat her well?

 

No wonder
No wonder you’re upset―
You set those standards high.

No way that
that she’d meet them all.
And now you’re depressed she’s only one of three.

 

Who’s the one who’s gonna love her?
Who’s the one who’s gonna be her friend?
Who’s the one who will always be there?
Who’s the one who’s gonna treat her well?

 

Only human
Flesh and blood
They don’t make ’em from above.

 

Don’t you know that:

You’re the one who’s supposed to love her.
You’re the one who’s the love of her life.
But you’re the one who’s pushing her away.
Yeah, man.
So say good-bye and say farewell.

And say farewell.
And say farewell.
And say farewell.


10. Scotch & Water

I’m some sort of messed up creation,
no real vocation,
just some odds and ends stuck to the bone.

I’m no sacrificial lamb,
or a vaudeville-raised ham,
I’m an empty thing on my own.

 

Well you do
what you do
to get by
when you’re alone.

And you say
to the sky
“let me die”
when you’re alone.

 

I ain’t no GI Joe,
just a regular schmo,
getting by oh so slow.

When I crawl to you,
and I beg on my knees,
it’s so fun for you―it’s like a tease.

 

Well you do
what you do
to get by
when you’re alone.

And you say
to the sky
“let me die”
when you’re alone.

 

Well, I’m some sort of messed up creation,
no real vocation,
just some odds and ends stuck to the bone.

I’m no sacrificial lamb,
or a vaudeville-raised ham, baby―
I’m an empty thing on my own.

 

Well you do
what you do
to get by
when you’re alone.

And you say
to the sky
“let me die”
when you’re alone.