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Youre in a car
A pale blue car
Under some sky
Some northern sky
The radios on
Some musics playing
Fingers are moving
And your lips are singing
Im a fool
Im a fool
For even thinking
Thats what you are
Still on the road
Thats where I see you
Stop at a lay by
And lightly sleeping
The musics playing
So far away now
Your hands arent moving
So what are they saying
Im a fool
Im a fool
For even thinking
Thats what you are
Youre moving out now
And talking to strangers
Theyre telling stories
Your eyes say its easy
Theyre giving you reasons
To keep on going
Wheels keep on turning
Things keep on selling
And heres your jacket
And heres your cuff links
And heres some letters
And a hundred worthless things
You kept them unhidden
Maybe hoped wed find them
They lie unopened
For no one to own them
Im a fool
Im a fool
Im a fool
Im a fool
For even thinking
For even thinking
For even thinking
For even thinking
Thats what you are