Under The Highway

Oh it's so cold as I walked away
Wishing you'd call me to come back and stay
Under the highway where I raise my hand
Where the late shift drivers understand
The wind it blew heavy
My blood it ran strong
I never could figure out where I belong
The sidewalks all empty
No stars in the sky
And in your bed not a tear in your eye
It was you all last night I was thinking of
Sometimes hate is as close as you can get to love
There's a place in my heart that is rotting away
Since you never said come back and stay

There's pills and there's powders, bottles and perfume
There's women, television, and fancy costumes
There's a feeling I'm starting to realize I'm ill
And it's nothing to do with her kiss
Sorry, I'm sorry, the words on my mind
I swear I'll do better come some other time
But tomorrow a long time and I'm feeling like hell
Still, I think that I hope you're well.

That night as the taxis all drove through the street
I was just a servent of destiny
Oh to struggle with nurture, the modern disease
I am tearing the leafs off of trees