I hear them goin out, I hear them coming in They don't stick around too long I hear them goin out, I hear them coming in And what they do here isn't wrong
Pulled out of thin air Trapped on paper Filled in with the blues and green They won't give you no trouble They wanna be good They wanna be strong and understood
When we are talking I'm trying to pay attention But then the phone rings to remind me I need a drink But like a call to arms or a call back home You hear a sound that you've always known
Love is not a game that I should play I think I'll try again some other day I'm not too competitive that's for sure There's other things that I want more And I know how to get 'em
I get the feeling they think that I can't hear them But I can hear them loud and clear I can't explain to you Just what they said But is sure sounds good in my head
