Along the Way

I thought I knew you from somewhere

You must have been lost along the way

With a shoe full of sand and a head full of rain,

you're hustling through the noise

And though you've signed your name on the red dotted line -

you ain't seen nothing, boy

When you call, I don't see

I don't even hear the phone ring

My house is made of mirrors and they are hanging loose,

they will fall right onto you

I'm making my way and I'm getting there soon,

so tell me the truth

I'm on a tightrope,

afraid to let it go with my motivation

And I'm boarding the plane with a ticket to nowhere soon

I saw you out yesterday

Somehow you were lost along the way

You're in for a surprise

if you're thinking I might be willing to bend a bit

You're making your choice and I've made my mind

And that's the way it is

I don't want to be caught dead with my shorts at the knees

You can be everything or you can be nothing

And you can learn a lesson

or you can play with the flames along the way

When you call, I don't see

I don't even hear the phone ring