Walking on the water in a van

Tryin to think of everything I can

But it's getting very late,

And these tapes don't sound too good

And my body just don't feel

The way I wish it would.



I was driving when I heard you call my name.

It was not like before not quite the same

It's too late to be much good and I might as well confess

That I have not got the nerve to borrow cigarettes.



When I'm almost with you music tries to play,

When I'm almost home I almost hear you say,

It would be all right if we could run away.



Deciding things for all my life

No one ever tells you when or why

But my heart can't seem to tell me

What would satisfy my mind

So I jump into the van one more time