Sometimes Days Seem To Move Just Like A Big Fat Man

Sometimes Days Seem To End Up Where They First Began

I've Got My T.V Tuned To Channel "U"

Because There's Nothing Else That I Can Do

Maybe I Should Set My Heart For Cruise Control



You Know There's Something Else

But Still You Try To Act Suprised

I Can See Your Camera Filming Sweat Above My Eyes

There's Nothing Left To Save

But, Still You Know That It Was Right

To Try To Make The Dream Bigger Than The Night



Maybe I've Got Alot Of You Inside My Brain

Maybe I'd Better Shave My Memory Again

Then I'll Smile And Blow It All Away

And Send You Postcards From Anaother Day

Maybe I Should Of Set My Heart For Cruise Control



When Panic Over-rides My Soul Give Me Cruise Control



You Check Your Watch Again

I Try To Hum A Tune

But I Can See Some One Else's Shadow In The Room

Sometimes Love Gets Itchy

It Needs To Go To Far

I Think Our Love Just Left In Some One Else's Car



Sometimes Days Seem To Move Just Like A Big Fat Man

Sometimes Days Seem To End Up Where They First Began

And Then It Looks Like I Drove You Away

I'll Tell Myself You Didn't Want To Stay

Maybe I Should Have Set My Heart For Cruise Control



When Panic Over-rides My Soul