First time I looked straight into her eyes
I saw the future, I saw bluer skies
oh oh oh oh oh Even when I'm lonely I am always surprised all of the ways you told me to keep my eye on the prize You and your photographic memory
You and your photographic memory I'm a broken man,I'm damaged goods
Lock me in the basement with furnace soot You came along in your party dress
I climbed a mountain under house arrest When we were kids I swear we were power lines
Out on some journey searching for some better minds You cant cut it out, no you cant keep it out of line Looking for the pavement
Looking like were running out of time And I am yours and you are mine Batten down the hatches and man the sails
The war isn't over, its not even tipped the scales Run down the tracks like a bat out of hell Don't muss up your hair because were destined to fail When I was young I thought I was a power line When I was young I was searching for some better time