If I close my eyes, maybe I'll be gone away I'll wake up to those dirty old highway signs It seems like such a long time ago When we all bundled up and said "Sure, we got a long way to drive, But to me there ain't no more right, Never been closer to home." We'll be those hitched-up kids Got a knife in our pockets, A needle in our grins And I could fall in love forever and never come up with an empty hand.
Well I've heard all your stories a thousand times Seems like gasoline runs through my veins Paint me pictures of a dream I never lost And sing me the songs, teach me how to sing The ones they don't teach you at school. We'll make a deadly choir, you and me. So go on turn that telephone off, I ain't gonna pick it up anyway.