I don't think we could ask for a more beautiful evening, do you?
I'm sitting in the back room
And waiting for some action
If there's a boat or plane out of here
I'll be leaving
'Cause nothing keeps me grounded
And I'm itching to distraction
If there's a boat or plane out of here
I'll be leaving
For one's self
It still saturates my cells
And what's left
To understand it too
To understand it too
And nothing keeps me grounded
And I'm itching to distraction
If there's a boat or plane out of here
I'll be leaving
Here I'll be
I'll be so
So so gone
Here I'll be
I'll be so
So so gone
I sat on the rock
For most of the night
With a mirror and a flashlight
But nothing came
It's alright
And I turned the speakers on their sides
I pointed the sound right up at the sky
But nothing came
It's alright
I won't be leaving
Do you have to wait so long
Or can't you cut it up and keep it strong
You know that nothing and no one
No nothing and no one
Will ever get a piece of you
For myself it still saturates my cells
And what's left
To understand it too
To understand it too
To understand it too
Yeah, you understand it too