Another pleasant day in the countryside
Has ended up tears on a stormy night
Cos you cant follow my directions home
Dont stop now
God knows where the satellites taking us
Cant tell what is right in front of us
But I hang on every word
Dont stop now
No dont stop now
Give me something I can write about
Get fooled by the lightning every time
See the afterimage of my outline
And you turn the wrong way round
Dont stop now
No dont stop now
Give me something I can write about
Give me something I can cry about
In a church house ten miles out of town
Is the devil gonna track me down
And you travel through a tunnel in the trees
Just remember thats how you get to me
Theres no number on the house
The birds are heading south
Sometimes you have to turn the wrong way round
Sometimes you get too close to nowhere now
Restless and hopeful
In the silence I wait
With a blank piece of paper on the top of my head
All I want is something I can write about
All I want is something I can cry about
