(+) In Sleep
Cowboys on the road tonightCrying in their sleepIf I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand,And some promises to keep,Who wanted to change the world,What's as easy as murder?It's all headlights and vapour trailsAnd Circle K killersAnd I know I could look at anyone but you nowI could fall under the eyes of anyoneBut you now, now, now, nowSo come on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowCome on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowThis is a list of what I should have beenBut I'm notThis is a list of the things that I should have seenBut I'm not seeingThe look in your eyesAs his fingertips slid down your neckAnd made you shiverI'm just turning away from where I should have beenBecause I am not anythingOh, anything, ohThe President's in bed tonightBut he can't get to sleep'Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killersAnd I believe she loves you'Cause you never make her feel like anythingShe said, "I wouldn't feel a thing,But I can feel, I can feel..."And I know I could look at anyone but you nowI could fall under the arms of anyoneBut you now, now, now, nowSo come on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowCome on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowThis is a list of what I should have beenBut I'm notThis is a list of the things that I should have seenBut I am not seeingThe look in your eyesAs his fingers are unzipping your dressAnd it makes you shiverI'm just turning away from what I shouldn't seeBecause I am not anythingOh, anything, noEveryone's in bed tonightBut nobody can sleep'Cause all the satellites are watching through our windowsShe says she doesn't love me, like, like she's actingBut it's as if she isn't talking'Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleedingOn the front row while she's speakingI said, "come on all you cowboys,All you blue-eyed baby boys,Oh come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer,I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory,And Sunday comes to gather me,Into the arms of God who welcome me,Because I believe, oh I believe..."And I know I could look at anyone but you nowI could fall under the eyes of anyoneBut you now, now, now, nowSo come on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowCome on, come on, come onOh, come on through nowThis is a list of what I should have beenBut I'm notThis is a list of the things that I should have seenBut I'm not seeing you look at meSo please, won't you look at me?'Cause I'm not seeing you look at meOh, oh, I, I will make you look at meOr I am not anythingOh, anythingNo no no noNo no no noNo, no.