It was '71 when I wrote our first song,
Mom was still sleeping - Dad was still gone,
So I snuck out of bed - wrote down a line,
I liked the words but they seemed out of...
Time, time, time is the enemy,
Trying to rhyme in a line what you meant to me,
I thought I had it when I found that diminished,
Seventy verses later I was still trying to finish,
I was trying to find a new way to get to you,
Trying to find a new way to make it true,
Trying to find a new way...
It was '82 before we broke their hearts,
Always pedal to the metal - unsettled from the start,
It was touch and go and up and down,
And we held onto each other like a merry-go-round,
Round, round like a satellite,

I tried to sing it like you wrote it but it wasn't right,
I sung for millions and I sung for tips,
And all them sons of bitches on the Sunset Strip and...
I was trying to find a new way to get to you,
Trying to find a new way to make it true,
Trying to find a new way...
There we go long ago I know you remember,
Yelling at me even though I never heard a word you'd say,
That was me, absentee, you see I was always living,
In the make-believe looking for another way to say I loved you.
I've been your lover and I've been your beast,
And your worst critic when you needed one least,
And you cut me down and I make you cry,
I tried to change you and I still don't know why,
Why, why do we go thru this,
I can see it in your eye that you're getting pissed,
Don't ask me if I like your suggestion,
If you don't want the answer, Baby,
Then don't ask the question, I'm just...
I was trying to find a new way to get to you,
Trying to find a new way to make it true,
Trying to find a new way...