Some things never should be stripped naked of fantasy
They're not meant to be real
I remember the look in your eyes
At the hotel when I arrived full of adventure
You said, "Come and see me," until I believed it
What else could you mean?
Long drive back from Madison...
Long drive back from Madison
Some people never will be
Happy enough to believe somebody could love them
Sometimes an hour's enough
To turn an innocent touch into an insult
You smiled without joy
As if I was a chore somebody forced upon you
Long drive back from Madison...
Long drive back from Madison
So much time to think about you
Like a dry wind whistling through my dead expectations
While the radio fades in and out
Like the anger that I felt for your empty emotions
You said, "Come and see me," until I believed it
... What else could you mean?
Long drive back from Madison...
Long drive back from Madison...
Long drive back from Madison.
