I want to wake up at your place

go downstairs to get the paper

and see my world's not a basket case

Lordy knows I've tried and I've tried

to keep it simple and not live a lie

but I don't yet know who I am

Don't you know I sing awful things

I keep coming back to another bad ending

I don't want that

I don't want this comeback to fall short

All alone with a coffee-burnt tongue

I want to go home back to when I was young

and I hadn't seen what I saw

Let me say: Let us pray

that another dirty wave will come to take us away to the future

so we don't get caught

The thoughts are almost gone

the night itself is done

and all that's left is song

the voices singing as one

I need to wake up and you're around

no traffic jams no city sounds below us

to bring us down

Lordy knows there's a better way

don't you know we'll get there some day soon

I hope to God