Slow Train To Dawn - The The

I followed that bead of sweat,

to the small of your back,

from the nape of your neck,

Lightin' it up, with every drag upon my cigarette.

It can run, but it can’t hide--

Like the unspoken feelings on your mind.

I’m too tense to be tender,

your too weak to be true.

You try to make it easier upon yourself,

By makin' it hard on you!

but it’s the lies in your eyes

that make me wanna cry--

It’s just sometimes I get so lonesome

--I could die.

I’m just another western guy,

with desires that I can’t satisfy

So all the love I gave to you

Means nothing at all.

Dear God, God, God, this slow train to dawn.

So are you lying when you say you love me.

I’m lying when I say I don’t--

We’ve opened our hearts to let each other look in,