Before I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep I hope it's not too late for me, whoa Difference changing in the distance Time consumes the image, oh Time consumes our image, whoa

Around every highway, driveway, fast song, slow song on my radio At every party, dive bar, backseat in my car Sounds crazy I know But you just keep hanging around You got me living in a ghost town Girl I see you every road I go down Your memory of me

In a razor town You take whoever you think you can keep around. There's an echoed sound That permeates the sidewalk where she shuffles 'round. It's a big machine. It used to be the avenue of changing dreams. She's a lonely thing, Sweeping up the glitter

Stop me, oh, stop me Stop me if you think that you've Heard this one before Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before Nothing's changed I still love you, oh, I still love you You just keep my hanging on ...Only slightly, only slightly less