There's a road in the rain littered with clouds but I'm dry as your cheek as you led me out how lonely I feel toss me aside like broken gla** or a cellophane wrapper around a cigarette pack how lonely I feel and it's too late it's a sad fate black as a funeral line and there's a dead bird lying the dust you turned your head in disgust said I was happy in the San Andreas fault but the crack in my voice might say it all how lonely I feel and it's too late it's a sad fate black as a funeral line and there's a dead bird lying in the dust you turned your head in disgust