"you're just too good to be true
	can't take my eyes off of you."
	lightning streaks the sky
	without thunder, no rain
	but wind
	"....like heaven to touch
	i want to hold you so much."
	two hands on the wheel to keep my car in my lane
	"all the super hits of 1967 and this next one's for a listener
	in weed california, and lucy, back in ohio and george and all the boys out
	in hawaii who wrote in and requested,  this song."
	red light blinks left   merges left   even with me
	i change lanes and slow down a little   let him pass
	"then you go and spoil it all by saying something stupid
	like
	i love you."
	and all the red tail lights down the hill in front of me
	and lots of static
	and the white lights, the pack behind me
	descending upon me
	into my rearview mirror
	and it doesn't matter whether i am first in line
	"go faster daddy, pass that car too," like when i was a kid.
	"you go out dancing just like you did the night before."
	two hands on the wheel to keep bruce in line
	and to concentrate,   stop thinking
	get home through the storm
	i am very happy now   happier than i've been in a long time
	"and then you go and spoil it all by saying something stupid
	like...i love you."
	i couldn't stand to see you   gone.
	"right after this message,
	have you heard the dirt on dorris?"
	i wouldn't want to live here alone.
	but still i worry
	though there's no reason for it   there's nothing wrong.
	again the sky is lit
	still no thunder   no rain    no hail as before
	leaving brown scum on the road like old, dirty snow
	more static
	the smell of white fur on the dash and the heater
	and a mile and a half to go     "but if you stay
	i'll make you a day as no day has been or will be again."
	i change lanes   once
	then twice
	signal right to exit
	almost home.