first time I looked straight into her eyes
I saw the future, I saw bluer skies
oh oh oh oh ohEven when im lonely I am always surprised allof the ways you told me to keep my eye on theprizeYou and your photographic memory
You and your photographic memoryIm a broken man,Im damaged goods
Lock me in the basement with furnace sootYou came along in your party dress
I climbed a mountain under house arrestWhen we were kids I swear we were power lines
Out on some journey searching for some bettermindsYou cant cut it out, no you cant keep it outof lineLooking for the pavement
Looking like were running out of timeAnd I am yours and you are mineBatten down the hatches and man the sails
The war isnt over, its not even tipped thescalesRun down the tracks like a bat out of hellDont muss up your hair because were destinedto failWhen I was young I thought I was a power lineWhen I was young I was searching for somebetter time