On nights like tonight
When the stations come in clear
Every note of every chord
Like a bell into my ear
And the peripheral sounds
They do not mean a thing
Go ahead and blur it out with a twist of the focus ring
Our love was a song
It went on and on and on
Into the morning hour
The sweetest grapes
Became so sour
But now we know what were made of
The paint is all chipped away
The wheels are falling off
And they're towing it away
I was a cold automatic beast
Sometimes i was your lover
Combat me as a foe
Protect me as a mother
It's not a ship coming to port
A holiday parade
A big band finale
It was just a cool spot in the shade
Our love was just a whisper
Spoken softly in the night
Picked up and floated on
Unable to be made right