Outside near the brickhouse
Killing time on Tuesday thinking bout the one I love
Looking for a reason to decorate her memory and join the lonely hearts club
But I'm far across the ocean, writing in slow motion, wishing she was next to me
I'm calling up my best friend just to see how she is doing, but she don't wanna talk to me
And if you see her coming round won't you tell her where to find me
Out on I-5 South Dakota or the moon
Cause if she comes and finds me
I could show her how I miss her
Without words, letters or guitars, letters or guitars
Take me from this city, cause I'm ready for the country, red rocks and starry nights
I'm flying home on Friday, hoping maybe I could see you if that would be alright
It'd be nice to hear your voice, it'd be nice to talk awhile, it'd be nice to get it right
But I know what you're thinking best to get me started drinking, I know I'll be alone
And if you see her coming round won't you tell her where to find me
Out on I-5 South Dakota or the moon
Cause if she comes and finds me
I could show her how I miss her
Without words, letters or guitars, letters or guitars
I reckon I'll stay up late
Riding that gin reminiscing of our very first date
You're rocking my world and you don't even have to talk
Cause time is short, words are cheap and I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you