virtue is relative at best 
there's nothing worse than a sunset 
when you're driving due west  
and i'm afraid that  my love 
is gonna come up short 
there is no there there 
i guess i'm scared 
cuz i want to have good news to report 
every time i come up for air 
 
now i'm cruising through a chromakey blue sky 
and i know that in an hour or three 
the sun is gonna be in my eyes 
and i know that sometimes all i can see 
is how i feel 
like the whole world is on the other side 
of a dirty windshield 
and i'm tryin to see through the glare 
yes i'm struggling just to see what's there 
 
the one person who really knows me best 
says i'm like a cat 
yeah the kind of cat that you just can't pick up 
and throw into your lap 
no, the kind that doesn't mind being held 
only when its her idea 
yeah, the kind that feels what she decides to feel 
when she is good and ready to feel it 
 
and now i am prowling through the backyard 
and i am hiding under the car 
i have gotten out of everything 
ive gotten into so far 
i eat when i am hungry 
and i travel alone 
and just outside the glow of the house 
is where i feel most at home 
 
but in the window you sometimes appear 
and your music is faint in my ears