Run-aroundblues traveleroh, once upon a midnight deariei woke with something in my headi couldn't escape the memoryof a phone call and of what you saidlike a game show contestant with a parting gift,i could not believe my eyes when i saw through the voice of a trusted friendwho needs to humor me and tell me liesyeah, humor me and tell me liesand i'll lie, too, and say i don't mindand as we seek, so shall we findand when you're feeling open, i'll still be herebut not without a certain degree of fearof what will be with you and mei still can see things hopefully, but you1-why you wanna give me a run-around? is it a surefire way to speed things up when all it does is slow me down? (oh, yeah)shake me and my confidence, about a great many thingsbut i've been there, i can see it cowerlike a nervous magician waiting in the wingsof a bad play where the heroes are rightand nobody thinks or expects too muchand hollywood's calling for the movie rightssingin', hey, babe, let's keep in touchhey, baby, let's keep in touchbut i want more than a touch, i want you to reach meand show me all the things no one else can seeso what ya feel becomes mine as welland soon if we're lucky, we'd be unable to tellwhat's yours and mine, the fishing's fineand it doesn't have to rhymeso don't you feed me a linebut you. (repeat 1)tra la-la bomba dear, this is the pilot speakin'and i've got some news for youit seems my ship still stands no matter what you dropand there ain't a whole lot that you can dooh, sure, the banner may be tornand the wind's gotten colderperhaps i've grown a little cynicalbut i know no matter what the waitress bringsi shall drink in and always be fullyeah, i will drink it and always be fulloh, i like coffee, and i like teabut to be able to enter a final pleai still got this dream that you just can't shakei love you to the point you can no longer takewell, all right, o,k., so be that wayi hope and pray that there's something left to saybut you (repeat 1)source: cc from the music video