virtue is relative at best
  there's nothing worse than a sunset
  when you're driving due west
  and i'm afraid that my love
  is gonna come up short
  there is no there there
  i guess i'm scared
  cuz i want to have good news to report
  every time i come up for air
    now i'm cruising through a chromakey blue sky
  and i know that in an hour or three
  the sun is gonna be in my eyes
  and i know that sometimes all i can see
  is how i feel
  like the whole world is on the other side
  of a dirty windshield
  and i'm tryin to see through the glare
  yes i'm struggling just to see what's there
    the one person who really knows me best
  says i'm like a cat
  yeah the kind of cat that you just can't pick up
  and throw into your lap
  no, the kind that doesn't mind being held
  only when its her idea
  yeah, the kind that feels what she decides to feel
  when she is good and ready to feel it
    and now i am prowling through the backyard
  and i am hiding under the car
  i have gotten out of everything
  ive gotten into so far
  i eat when i am hungry
  and i travel alone
  and just outside the glow of the house
  is where i feel most at home
    but in the window you sometimes appear
  and your music is faint in my ears