Surf

Amazing grace-filled guiding light

See her safely home tonight

The east-side squares've grown cold and loud

Since I lived there with the twilight crowd

The west end lights have lost their wow

Trail my thoughts show me the way to the heart of her

I'm half-lost wondering if I should follow

Or lay low

Sweet slight arresting bright light smile

Peels back the layered big city style

And reveals me in the mystery of what her world could mean to me

She's an island girl

I'm lost at sea

When I was young the radio played just for me it saved me

And now I don't want anyone who wants me baby

Tuning out the darkness

Turning on the dawn

If life was like the songs I'd surf across the curved horizon

And forget her and be gone

So I check my map for tiny signs

Of where she's at and where she's been

But it's made from scraps of stupid lines

From songs and scenes and magazines

It doesn't tell me what it means

Take her face out of the start of the day for me

I'm half crazed wondering if I should follow

Or let it go

Can't get straight

Lost my way

I'm overcome by her spell

When I was young the radio played just for me it saved me

And now I don't want anyone who wants me baby

Tuning out the darkness

Turning on the dawn

If life was like the songs I'd surf into the waves

And in a splash of silver she'd be gone