Deep love, hell you know trouble so well
You don´t have a pattern and you never can tell
You are a yellow caution light and a yield sign
And I´m building tall fences to protect this heart of mine

Was it so much difficulty cutting that glass?
You didn´t think it would last
And after twenty-two years
I´m not doing so bad at all
I guess it don´t matter if the joke´s on me
You have me at your beck and call
And to tell you the truth
I really don´t mind at all
Change, change, change
There´s a different address every time
And I´ve got plenty of practice
And I know you don´t mind
I´m home in the country or here in the park
I stumble where ever you land
Have mercy on my timing, it´s out of my hands
You want the world on a whim and the sky below
You really walk the line
But I bet you miss it when every thing´s fine

I guess it don´t matter if the joke´s on me
You have me at your beck and call
And to tell you the truth, I really don´t mind at all
What would I ever do if you left me here alone?
I would need a come back to a dial tone