On a razor's edge At the first sign of light The car was packed While the house was quiet And my sister slept As we started the drive To California Where it's warmer Gonna start a new life Gonna miss Ohio but this time We're gonna get it right Station wagon tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast And the days move fast On northern plains And I read the maps The prairie grass moved In the wind like waves And we can't look back Some men you just can't save We had our reasons for leaving It's better this way Gonna miss Ohio but I'm not Gonna miss the rain Station wagon tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio Ohio Goodbye blue house Goodbye red door Abandoned worlds where we would drink on weekends There's magnet's pulling from the ocean floor I can't forget The way you looked when we were leaving Tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio

I was on the roller coaster Found the ground just in time I was underwater when the siren came and saved my life Every day started out last night Every night started over I was on the roller coaster Found the ground just in time Underneath the power lines Last transmission from the island radio Double vision wrapped in last night's party clothes I can't spend another night alone I tried swimming but I can't get home Last transmission from the island radio I could load the catapult and meet you on the other side You could fold the map in half I wouldn't have to take this ride And every day's just another flight Every flight's almost over I could load the catapult and meet you on the other side The other side Last transmission from the island radio Double vision wrapped in last night's party clothes I can't spend another night alone I tried swimming but I can't get home Last transmission from the island radio I wish that you were on what I was on But you were only on my mind I wish that you were on what I was on But you were only on my mind I wish that you were on what I was on Yeah, I'm so gone This is my last transmission from the island radio Double vision wrapped in last night's party clothes I can't spend another night alone I tried swimming but I can't get home Last transmission from the island radio

I took the train home, facing backwards Another hopeless chase Echo Park, indian summer I wrote a new song about your new life Like steps I retrace Block letters in your little black notebook, yeah Flashbacks get me close, I'm almost there Headlights in the driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Out there on the high dive You dance with your headphones on And I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's A black jacket, a blue motorbike Pass the mission in the moonlight Teenagers in the alley kissing Smell the gas burn, saw your street sign I'm doing eighty in a forty-five Throwing shadows you could hear if you listen, yeah Flashbacks get me close, I'm almost there Headlights in the driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Out there on the high dive You dance with your headphones on And I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's Flashbacks get me close But I'm staring at someone else's Headlights in your driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Meet me on the high dive You'll dance with your headphones on So I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Someone else's song, To someone else's song To someone else's, someone else's, someone else's song

The Man in the wilderness He asked of me How many strawberries grow in the salt sea? And I answered him, as I thought good As many a ship sails in the wood The Man in the wilderness He asked me, Why His hare could swim and his pig could fly? And I answered him, as I thought best They were both born in a cuckoo's nest The Man in the wilderness Asked me to tell Tell all the sands in the sea and I counted them well And with the grain, well, not one more I answered him, you go make sure Said with the grain, well, not one more I answered him, you go make sure I answered him, you... you go make sure