Fast Machines

I get home much too late and find you in our bed asleep
You tried to wait for me, but couldn’t keep your sad eyes open
The shape you take inside the covers is a call to come and hide
From the chaos and the clutter that keeps taking up my time
And filling up my mind

I don’t need fast machines or tv screens if I got you
I don’t need silver spoons or crowded rooms if I got you
I could stay awake 'til my body aches and sleep away the afternoon
But that won’t do, I’m coming home to you

They say that movie stars are just like us without the scars
But when the lights go out they hope that they got someone they can hold
Like a sailor in the city I feel strangely out of place
What you see is just my body if my mind’s in outer space
And I’ve felt like this for days

The sweetest sound in this whole town is how you say my name
And neon lights can hypnotize, but nothings gonna’ take your place
No, no, no