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It was '71 when I wrote our first song
Mom was still sleeping - Dad was still gone
So I snuck out of bed - wrote down a line
I liked the words but they seemed out of...
Time, time, time is the enemy
Trying to rhyme in a line what you meant to me
I thought I had it when I found that diminished
Seventy verses later I was still trying to finish
I was trying to find a new way to get to you
Trying to find a new way to make it true
Trying to find a new way...
It was '82 before we broke their hearts
Always pedal to the metal - unsettled from the start
It was touch and go and up and down
And we held onto each other like a merry-go-round
Round, round like a satellite
I tried to sing it like you wrote it but it wasn't right
I sung for millions and I sung for tips
And all them sons of bitches on the Sunset Strip and...
I was trying to find a new way to get to you
Trying to find a new way to make it true
Trying to find a new way...
There we go long ago I know you remember
Yelling at me even though I never heard a word you'd say
That was me, absentee, you see I was always living
In the make-believe looking for another way to say I loved you
I've been your lover and I've been your beast
And your worst critic when you needed one least
And you cut me down and I make you cry
I tried to change you and I still don't know why
Why, why do we go through this
I can see it in your eye that you're getting pissed
Don't ask me if I like your suggestion
If you don't want the answer, Baby
Then don't ask the question, I'm just...
I was trying to find a new way to get to you
Trying to find a new way to make it true
Trying to find a new way...