Listen I hear you
Singing my song on the radio
I'm in a weird one
Stretching my arms to the rising sun
Echoes in your head
Carried to your bed
Echoes your heart in the matter
Head's gotta gather - mind's gotta clear up

Oh when I get it strong and I feel it I think it's wrong
Out of control shouldn't be told to you, but then who
If I stay this way when comes the day when I'm not alone?
Back in the car drive it to Kingdom Come
Alone with the radio ...

Life's such a trip
I'm floating beyond my relations
All of it's gone
And it's a whole new situation
I can't determine
Whether it's real what I'm feeling
Hueless, useless, it's the same hand I'll be dealing

Apparently it's only me learning to walk
I'm sick of the way I see you and send a smile
It's easy to see there's no mirroring me anymore
Don't care to remain locked in the vault of doom
Croon to the very sound ...