Almost Home

Walking on the water in a van 
Tryin to think of everything I can 
But it's getting very late, 
And these tapes don't sound too good 
And my body just don't feel 
The way I wish it would. 

I was driving when I heard you call my name. 
It was not like before not quite the same 
It's too late to be much good and I might as well confess 
That I have not got the nerve to borrow cigarettes. 

When I'm almost with you music tries to play, 
When I'm almost home I almost hear you say, 
It would be all right if we could run away. 

Deciding things for all my life 
No one ever tells you when or why 
But my heart can't seem to tell me 
What would satisfy my mind 
So I jump into the van one more time