Another pleasant day in the countryside
Has ended up in tears on a stormy night
‘Cause you can't follow my directions home
But don't stop now

God knows where the satellite's taking us
I can't tell what is right in front of us
But I hang on every word
And don't stop now
No, don't stop now
Well, give me something I can write about

You get fooled by the lightning every time
See the afterimage of my outline
Then you turn the wrong way ‘round
You don't stop now
No, don't stop now
You give me something I can write about
You give me something I can cry about

Little church house ten miles out of town
Is the devil gonna track me down
When you travel through a tunnel in the trees
Just remember that's how you get to me

There's no number on the house
The birds are headed south
Sometimes you have to turn
The wrong way ‘round
Sometimes you get too close
To nowhere now

Restless, hopeful in the silence, I wait
With a blank piece of paper on the top of my head

Then all I want is something I can write about
All I want is something I can cry about