When we wake in the morning we will take the bus

and go down to the city from the house

on top of this man-make mountain, this hollow hill

From the mountain and down to the city where everything stands still



Two little hands grabbing for two big ones

Leading a safe way through the noice and alarm

and the cars and the boats and the fumes in my nose

And the city is pulling the blood out of me



'Cause I never really had you

No, I never really had you



So we go down in the tunnel and up on the other side

The leaf and the face and the laughing seagulls

And I don't want to let you go, I don't want to let you go

But soon I will have to 'cause we're almost there

Just a few more blocks then this good thing stops

And I'll wave you off...



'Cause I never really had you

No, I never really had you



And it's easy to see when you're safe in a distance

It's easy to speak when you can't feel anything

And somebody's got to take the blame

and I blame myself every single day

For having you, and losing you

But all this time you were always on my mind



And the city is big - much too big

And the weekend is short - much too short

I wanted to show you everything

But the distance is fucking it up

The weekend has come to a stop

Our 48 hours are up



Look at the millionaire taking a limo

Slipping a 500 bill to the doorman

American fuck-up you should give it to me

I wounld spend it better I would do something pretty

I would buy some time, just an hour or two

Let the kids take the later train home instead

But everything around rushing through my head, rushing through my head...



*Cause I never really had you

No, I never really had you...



So I go out from the station and back to the hill

Into the apartment, am I breathing still?