virtue is relative at best there s nothing worse than a sunset when you re driving due west and i m afraid that my love is gonna come up short there is no there there and i guess i m scared cause i want to have good news to report every time i come up for air now i m cruising through a chromakey blue sky but i know that in an hour or three the sun is gonna be in my eyes and i know that sometimes all i can see is how i feel like the whole world is on the other side of a dirty windshield and i m trying to see through the glare yeah i m struggling just to see what is there the one person who really knows me best says i m like a cat yeah the kind of cat that you just can t pick up and throw into your lap no the kind who doesn t mind being held only when it s her idea yeah the kind that feels what she decides to feel when she is good and ready to feel it and now i am prowling through the backyard i am hiding under the car i have gotten out of everything i ve gotten into so far i eat when i am hungry and i travel alone just outside the glow of the house is where i feel most at home but in the window you sometimes appear and your music is faint in my ear